I got into NYC around 8 p.m. last night.
I woke up at 4 a.m. yesterday morning to begin the travel process.
I had a layover in Dallas where I heard a lot of cool Texas accents and saw people in cowboy boots and cowboy hats. I don't see a lot of that in The OC.
I love New York City. I haven't been here in four years and there's no other place in the world like it. It's hot, humid, dirty, bustling and vibrant.
The process of getting here was long, but also painful. I had one large (!) bag on rollers which I checked. I put some camera gear and my laptop in a backpack to carry on, thinking it would be easier on my arm than trying to carry a tote. The backpack was very heavy because I have a big ass camera plus my laptop was in there.
Well, the thing about backpacks is they pull BACK on your shoulders. Pulling BACK on my bum shoulder HURTS.
Some very nice men helped me get the backpack in and out of the carry-on bins, but I still had to walk around 3 airports with it.
My pain was through the roof by the time I arrived.
The good news?
I saw Dr. Painless the day before I left to come to NYC. He gave me some pain patches that go directly on my arm/shoulder and work for twelve hours.
They're like a miracle drug … instant relief!
Where have they been the last four years?
I'm so thankful Dr. Painless is in my life. Honestly, I don't know how I'd be able to handle this trip without his help.
Here's the view from the window in my hotel room:
I'll have more for you soon, but I have to warn you the Internet at the hotel is painfully slow. (Probably because there are nearly 2,500 Internet writers here creating an unbelievable demand for it!)
If you don't see a post up for awhile you'll know I've given up in frustration!
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