Day of Contrasts
Early this morning I waited on East 15th Street in New York City for an airport shuttle. At 6 a.m. the outside air felt cool. Typical for these situations, the shuttle whirled around the city until they filled every seat then we headed to the Newark airport. I checked my luggage, bought a Sunday New York Times and grabbed a little breakfast before heading to the gate.
The direct flight from Newark to Phoenix is a four-hour experience but was uneventful. I’m glad to be back home but the cool temperatures of New York were replaced with a blast of desert heat and 96 degree temperatures in Phoenix. My several days in New York City were crammed with meetings, great conversations, seminars and ideas. I’ll write more soon with some of my writing insight from the last few days. It’s always good to return home.
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Glad you are home safe and I hope you will have some time to relax, as it sounds as though you have been busy lately!
Welcome back, Terry. It is an incredible day and age we live in where we can be on one side of the country when we wake up, and on the other side by lunch. Throw in the time zone differences, and it gets even crazier.
Be thankful your plane had windows. Imagine leaving the chilly New York air, getting in the pressurized, perfect 72 degree cabin with no windows, and exiting in the dry Arizona desert. Being able to see that things out side really helps, but that contrast is always interesting and uncomfortable. Welcome back. I look forward to reading about the new things you've picked up in NY.
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