Over too soon

It’s 2 pm and I’m sitting in the modern lobby of my swanky hotel, getting ready to dash out to catch a shuttle to the airport. I’ve been gone two days, but I swear it went by in a wink.

By the good sportsmanship of a friend, I was allowed to indulge my touristy nature last night on a midtown caper that spanned 40-ish blocks and three very busy late night hours.

I’m in sod weird jet lag limbo where I have no idea at all what time it really is, and I’m excited to get home and stop having to deal with elevators full of people who wear too much perfume.

My trip was perfection, I have tales to tell and pictures to share later when I’m not restricted to typing on my iPhone. Here’s hoping for a safe flight and tiny seat mates.


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