The big apple!

I am safely in New York, in bed in my pajamas, posting from my roommate's computer. Her name is Larissa, and we are getting along famously. We are far, far too similar, and talked uncontrollably for about an hour before we even thought about going to bed.

Five thirty in the morning we loaded up and headed to the airport, where I was informed- at the preappointed boarding time- that my flight was delayed and would be twenty minutes late. That made it impossible to catch my connecting flight, so they routed me through Seattle instead of San Francisco and got me a Delta flight cross-country. It worked out very nicely, and I and a very nice woman named Christina were both transferred the same way, so we stuck together to find our gates and everything.

Rode a Bombardier to Seattle- very loud. Ate a sandwich and hung out for an hour and a half in the Seattle airport. Then got on a much larger plane to go to New York. It was very well equipped, if a bit juddery- it was quite a novelty, to be channel surfing 35,000 feet above the earth. I watched some Mythbusters, but mostly read.

I got a very reasonable cab from the airport, almost tipped the bellman in rubles, and then sat down on my bed with great relief. Now that I have dutifully posted here, I am going to finish writing in my journal and go to SLEEP. The orientation starts at 9 tomorrow morning, so I have to grab some breakfast before then.

Dosvidanya!