New York New York, Ruddy Subways

Well after leaving at 10.30am on Wednesday and finally checking into my hotel at 9pm on Wednesday I have officially been travelling for 27 hours. I stink, I'm hot, and I am a little frustrated but glad to arrive. Highlights so far......

1. Finding out that you can choose your own movies, Tv, radio, and computer games during flights, kind of turned into a negative after watching the third or fourth movie on the titchiest screen in existance.
2. First celebrity call who should I run into in LA but Eric Banner, much smaller in person, but was just an average Joe like the rest of us standing in line for an hour to get through customs
3. All the fantastic people I've met so far, from the americans on the plane, retired aussies going to Canada, lovely New Yorker showing me how to get to 77th street East Side in Manhatten, and getting there (realising almost there I needed to be on the west side) at least I got to 77th Street!!!
4. A Jamacan Dude dedicating a Jazz song to me playing what looked somewhat like giant woks with drum sticks.
5. My brilliant Taxi driver finally getting me to this ruddy destination, THE BEACON HOTEL.

But in typical Carmen Style, I can't leave you withought highlighting my fantastic errors on making my way here tonight!
1. Catching the wrong Sub and finding myself Down town.
2. Catching the wrong Sub and finding myself in 16th street instead of 77th
3. Catching the right Sub and finding myself on 77th street before realising I was at the wrong end of the Island.
4. Going to check into my room and finding my room mate has deadlocked the door, and I can't get in!!! She betta be nice............

But at the end of the day what we have to focus on is that I made it 27 hours of travelling by I'm at my choosen destination, a little delerious but here all the same.

For those of you at work new foods I tried are: Medditerranian chicken, turkey meat, and that's pretty much it a solid diet of airline food.

Missing everyone, and my mobile phone heaps!!!!!!