New York was the busiest city I have ever seen. I understood this as soon as I got off the plane and called a taxi to the hotel. Its streets were overly busy, but even so, I couldn't help but find it beautiful. I was not used to the cold climate of the city and at the airport I had to buy a jacket before going out. In reality, I was not even used to all that frenzy, for years I had run away from the confusion and had holed up in the house. It scared me as a place, but I couldn't help but want to visit its places. If the meeting with Oz had gone well, I would have asked him to let me take a tour of the city.
I arrived at the hotel and took a hot shower. I felt the need, it was about 0 degrees outside and I had left over 20° of San Francisco. It would probably have rained these days and I h
