New York Arrival

I know I’ve been quiet on here a few days. There is a good reason. On Sunday, after our wait at London Heathrow, watching the planes take off one after another – one about every 90 seconds…

[Photos by me, 2017.]

…we flew here to New York ourselves. Following a night at a JFK Airport hotel, we trekked up here to the Catskills:

[Photo by me, 2017.]

Actually, we drove, of course. This isn’t “1795” – when everyone crossed the Atlantic on sailing ships and then continued in horses and carriages.😂 (I was pleasantly surprised to see the toll barriers on the Whitestone Bridge, one of the bridges that allows you to cross from Long Island here to the mainland, are gone. However, you do still pay a toll, but just no more cash: it’s called technology. Certainly you still pay a toll. Let’s not be silly!)

[Photo by me, 2017.]

New York City’s traffic jams were eventually left behind…

[Photo by me, 2017.]

Having arrived at the house, which is about 150 miles north of JFK Airport, and gotten up a driveway covered in about 4 inches of snow (which is what four-wheel drives can do), naturally I grabbed a selfie standing outside of the garage:

[Photo by me, 2017.]

That was yesterday. Earlier this morning, it still being dark and not exactly photographic material outside, I took this inside. Another reason I like it here. Most of my books are here:

[Photo by me, 2017.]

That’s one of several sets of bookcases like that. (Those, uh, Nesbo, Child and Coben books aren’t mine, to be clear: they belong to someone else.) These books once traveled to England. In 2009 they were brought back here. They are probably staying here in America now – they have had two trips on container ships and that’s enough.

Have a good day, wherever you are in the world. 🙂