New York, New York

We arrived in New York after flying through the night gaining three hours and landing bleary eyed and tired. It seemed to take an inordinate amount of time and hassle to get from the airport via airport train, then subway then PATH train, with turnstile troubles reminiscent of Gellert baths in Budapest, (remember Mum and Dad?) arriving at our apartment almost three hours after landing and heading straight to bed. 

Upon waking we didn't venture far from the apartment which is a typical New York apartment three floors up. We were enthusiastic about doing our laundry the local way, on the line running outside the kitchen windows. After all we've seen this for years on T.V but discovered that the effort of dangling out the window worrying about dropping your underwear on the people below is hardly worth it when you bring the dry washing in covered in a greasy layer of pollution.