This is it. T-minus 8
hours until takeoff. At this point, all
the things I wanted or have forgotten to do before leaving have been rendered
obsolete by lack of time. I guess I’m as
ready as I’ll ever be.
We are flying out of JFK, so yesterday I got a chance to
explore, albeit briefly, The City. As we
rode the ferry from Staten Island, where we are staying, over to Manhattan one
of my friends texted me jokingly that he heard that NY is just like Montana. If you replace all the mountains with
buildings and all the cows with people, I suppose this is true. Generally cities are not where I feel the
most at home, but I felt even more out of place because, of course, all I had to
wear were jungle clothes, which don’t blend in well in one of the most
fashionable cities in the U.S.
(I guess I
should be grateful that at least my jungle pants don’t look like this guy’s
however.)
I suppose it’s rather an interesting juxtaposition to get to
see Ellis Island one day and then leave the US for nearly four months the
next. I’m not sure if any of my
relatives came through Ellis Island on their way into this country, but a lot
of people did, so it was fitting to have one of my last views of the U.S. for
nearly the rest of 2013 be what the first view was for many others. So long good ole U. S. of A.—I’ll be back.
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