22 hours later and we arrived. The flight was uneventful apart from BabyMac having a little cry at the fact that the champagne served on board was French and plentiful. That is the funny thing about travelling with someone. You get to really know them. Like the fact that BabyMac sheds a tear when she is overcome with happiness. Like if she eats something really good or sees a painting she has loved for her whole life in the flesh. She shared with me a list of things that may bring her to grateful tears. I will be carrying tissues.
The ultimate soft pant |
Hey Percy! Find him here. |
Not crying |
Might end up in my bag..... |
Might also end up in my bag. Buy bigger bag. |
Sweet! |
Annabelle |
And as the city wakes up, I am plotting out my first day in NYC which will involve a bit of a shoe shop I suspect. And a bagel. And some dispensing of tissues.
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