New Arrival

Well, I made it. After months, and months, and months of talking about it (and a painfully long flight), I finally made it to the Big Apple. Yup, that’s right – it really happened. I had to pinch myself hard as I stood at baggage claim at JFK airport. (Not because I thought I was dreaming, but because it was all I could do to keep myself awake. Note to self: if your doctor asks if you’d like sleeping pills for the flight, say yes. Always say yes.)

I collected my luggage; threw on six jumpers, a jacket, beanie, scarf and mittens, then headed out into the icy night air to hail a good ol’ NYC yellow cab. (I’m such a Noo Yawker already!) As we drove bumper-to-bumper into the city, I stared out the window until, eventually, the dazzling Manhattan skyline appeared, welcoming me just like Taylor Swift said it would. I couldn’t help but smile: this is my new home.

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