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Tuesday, December 11, 2007

New York...

I left Utah holding a shoe, belonging to my wee brother, and when i got to New York I was clutching the same shoe.

I was a mess.

But annie found me, and I was so happy. FOUND. HAPPY.

JFK was a state.

We got back to her apartment and I crashed out 100% after meeting a guy called dream flower.

That day was spent doing washing, and making pizza. It was so good. it was like New York reality, rather than tourist.

Sunday was church, and who else would I see in New York but Mark bloody Hedingren. Crazy. He came with Annie and I to see the world's largest menorah, and then he went back to church while we continued to have multi-religious day. We went to see the tree at the rockerfellar centre where one women proclaimed, while taking a picture, 'You're in new York F*****g smile' to her kids.

We then ate some Jewish food, and toured around the streets a bit. I loved that day. It was mega. MEGA.

Jewish food is amazing.

We then went looking for my awesome kick ass belt. To no avail. They had my belt in white, but not in black. I did get some crazy brooches from that same shop though. I love old brooches.

Monday was all about the work. I got to see Annie's work, and help her out a bit. And her boss, who is Chinese, made us lunch which was amazing. AMAZING. proper chinese food. I've never tasted anything like it. So good.

We watched southpark that night too.

Tuesday was all about me leaving. We slept in a bit, and then did a spot of work before I was new york driven to Newark. Once I said bye to Annie face, and cried again, I took down the Brits and their stupid queuing. They love to queue too much.

And then spoke to Bretter until the plane was due to leave. I was on the plane next to two wee welsh boys and spent ages talking to bretter until I was told to turn my phone off. Then the plane sat on the runway for two hours while they reshuffled bags. I am cursed. It just meant the wait time in London was shorter.

I could see France as we flew in over the white cliffs of Dover with the sun rising and reflecting pink in the water.

Truely stunning. Truely.

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