Sometimes, The Writing Comes to You

I never understood at the time. I was enveloped in the hype, surrounded by tens of thousands of my Saffa family with my lighter in the air soaking in the emotions. My skin flashed in goose bumps, my spine felt like a conductor for this music straight into my emotional cortex. I started to weep. I never understood why. Until today.

Day 33 - Hong Kong and the Leg Home

Up and away, heading east into the clouds above New York City. The shimmering lights that outline the Atlantic coastline fade behind us and with that our trip to the US is over. Barbara and I are feeling a little bummed, a little drained and just a little….wait…what was I thinking again? 

Day 32 - Central Park and Checking Out of the U.S

Our last cosy morning. The next two nights will be spent cramped up on an airport chair like or cuddling up to my fist on an airplane. Don’t think about that now – Daylight hours are burning away.

Day 31 - Independence Day in NYC

Today is July the 4^th: Independence Day. The plan is to do walking, a lot of walking. Times Square, Wall Street, Statue of Liberty, 9/11 Memorial, Madison Square Garden, High Line Garden and to find a spot to watch the fireworks later tonight.