Well I've possibly had the longest journey ever but I finally made it. One cancelled flight, followed by a sort of missed flight and airline mistake, followed by a good flight, followed by a delayed flight = 49 hours of travel but I'm here!
After my original flight was cancelled I thought it would be a good idea to go out for just a couple of drinks before returning to the hotel to be tucked up in bed by 10! For some reason at 10 I then found myself in Soho with a beer in my hand. Just as I was about to leave, along came Miss Natalia Battistini and Mr Alex Charnley. Of course I had to stay out a little longer, it would be rude to leave. And so I stayed. Obviously I then overslept and awoke in pure panic. I have never moved so quickly! As I made it to terminal 3 I was told my second flight had not been booked properly anyway (the airline's fault) so I should have just stayed in bed. 4 hours later and I finally made it onto flight number 3 which took me to New York.
New York, New York
I wish I could have more to say on this city but 3 hours doesn't allow for much sight seeing. The taxis are yellow and there are lots of them, the weather was hot, I saw many sky scrapers emerging from a sea of smog and Brooklyn Bridge does exist (if that's the one I saw from the air).
My internet time is now up but I'm in San Francisco which is brilliant. Had a great day and saw lots of sights. Will fill you in soon and add some photos.
I will be deserting the world of English teaching, drinking in Bedminster, the wonders of Bristol and my lovely Mr Alex Coopster for 10 weeks, in exchange for camping, digging, dusty deserts and conservation. I'm off to Nevada to do a bit of environmental goodness, get a little tan and hopefully not bump into too many big mean spiders!
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