The flight wasn’t bad…long but that’s to be expected (as they tell you in your itinerary and it won’t change much) we were 30 minutes late in the end but after 23 hours what is another half hour? Ana met me at the airport (when my bags finally came through) and led me through NYC public transport out to her apartment on staten island…over 2 hours but I was able to move and walk and had someone to talk to so I didn’t mind…and none of the subway ride was as crowded as it would have been in malawi.
It stays light so much later here—doesn’t get dark until 830! Still having trouble getting my head around that and it is throwing me off for readjusting I think…when the sun goes down I think it is a little after 6 and then we eat…so dinners have been around 9—which works as I nap in the afternoons. The first night we walked to a Mexican restaurant and I had a really good burrito filled with mushrooms (and spinach and rice and beans) and a blueberry margherita…found myself surprised with the complementary chips and salsa as well as the carafe of ice cold water that just appeared on the table.
Had another group come and sit at a table near ours and I felt like it was just out of a movie…NY accents, Italian looking couples, and loud talking with no care who heard their arguments or other discussions…
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