Fright of the bumbling me

This is why I probably shouldn’t travel alone.

Got checked in at the airport absolutely fine. Got onto my flight fine, couldn’t sleep a wink even though I had aimed to. Headache pretty much throughout. Got off plane….

Took an hour to get through customs. Still felt rough, needed food and fresh air I think.

found New York’s subway station, paid for a day pass with my card. Easy peasy.

Train signals knackered, train is stopping elsewhere now, so now I’m fucked.

Got off at 42nd and onto the 7 to get you to Grand Central… perfect. Hang on 42st is Times Square WHERE I WANT TO GO (hotel)

Go to Check in, they need a card to pay for service charge, I’ll get it back at the end. It’s just like an insurance… can’t find card. Shit! did I leave it in the subway ticket machine?FUUUUUCK!!! Now feel sick as a dog and I don’t know what to do. Shit shit shit!!!!

Oh wait, found it. Phew

Anyway, there’s some photos of Time Sq