The flight and its preliminaries were easy.  We took off a few minutes early and actually landed (as in “were ready to disembark”, not just as in “were on the ground”) twenty-five minutes before we were scheduled to.  We were in a cab and en route by the time we were supposed to have landed.  The weather in NY was mild for this time of year; no hat or gloves needed.  Our wait for a cab wasn’t very long.  There was some traffic, but at this point I’ve called my parents to assure them of our safe and timely arrival, listened to our phone messages (mostly junk), gone through the mail (not quite ditto, but not as dreadful a load as we expected in late January).

So here we are.  I’ve had plenty of energy today, thank goodness.  I’m sorry to have left my parents and the warmth (both emotional and climatic) and sunshine, but I have promises to keep, not to mention all the distance I have to travel before I sleep.

Happy Thanksgiving, yet again.