epicwaves

To the tune of 747 jet engines the plane left the Sydney runway, it was a great feeling to finally be on the way to New York. I knew I was in trouble when my knees touched hard up against the back of the seat in front, and it hadn’t even been laid back in to recline.

This was going to be arduous and uncomfortable… the time was passed with a movie marathon, I lost count after ten movies.

We were met at the JFK airport by a delightful sister, she is in the Spanish speaking congregation and lives and hour drive SW out of the city of NY. She drove us all the way from JFK to down town Manhattan NYC, what a champion.

This journal entry should probable start on the next day since its been 24 hours since we started, but we lost a day coming to NYC. By this time it had been 27 hours since we left the front door of my apartment in Sydney.

In a zombie like state I tried to perk up a bit and show a little interest in my surroundings, after all this is NEW YORK… New York I kept telling my self.

The sister seem really comfortable navigation the streets, mind you the numbering system in NYC is really easy. We park the car and walked two city blocks to our address. We had to return the favour our New Yorker friend, so we hit the local up town Sushi bar for some real food… beats airplane spam any day. After walking the sister back to her car we had only one thing on our minds… SLEEP.