Well, I made it. I completed my first airplane ride, from Atlanta to NYC, Saturday and am now sitting in the business center of the hotel where I am staying in New York. I am on Long Island so I take the train n Long Island Railroad n into the "the city," Manhattan. I will be here all week and will return back to work Monday. But I am not thinking of that right now. I am in the city I love and having a ball.

The plane ride was not as pleasant as my friend would have me believe. Oh, did I mention I am with my best friend, Claudia? She is from Long Island, Glen Cove to be exact, and we flew up together. She is a world traveler but I had never flown before Saturday. I am afraid of heights and definitely afraid of traveling when I have no control over the circumstances. She let me sit by the window but I think that made it worse. My stomach dropped when we took off and landing wasn't fun either. We hit turbulence, she thinks, around North Carolina, and I wasn't happy with the jostling and trembling that went on. The plane shaking didn't help either.

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