I made the decision to go to NYC last night.
My ribs are still sore but now much less. My shoulder is still pesky. My foot keeps me moving quite slowly. I am determined to be patient, ask for help (harder than you might think), and – this time – use cabs and Uber rather than my usual charging around and subways.
I am not if this will be an official visit, without seeing at least one subway rat.
My trip to the airport at oh-dark-thirty was facilitated by prepositioning everything the night before in even greater detail. I’ll get more painkillers on board once they give us something to eat on the plane. Happily it is non-stop and I was upgraded.
So, a new way of visiting NYC begins. However, this is worth the inconvenience. My good friend Fr Murray will receive an award tonight; there should also be quite a few people of my acquaintance.
I may need a warmer sock.
MECHANICAL PROBLEM has driven us off the plane.
I’m trying to get something to eat.
They are now talking in terms of HOURS of delay.
I must admit to being rather low in spirits at the moment. Right now, there is a time for the flight that could get me into Manhattan in time for the event tonight. However, if there are any more delays, I would miss a major reason for my trip. Yes, I have friends to see as well, but this is just …. grim.
They are now promising a plane, en route, from Des Moines. If all goes perfectly now, I will probably make my event.
We are now boarded. LET’S GO!