The wheels hit the runway at the end of 24 hours flying, and that was it. The end of the anticipation, the expectation, the fulfilment, the breathing in of it all, the tasting, the wide-eyed, neck-craning looking, the walking, the talking, the wondering why and how and when.
Sometimes we can build things up too much in our minds and then we are disappointed. And sometimes reality is even better than we could have imagined.
Magical is how I would describe visiting New York.
Milton Glaser was onto something when he invented his I love NY logo in 1977. Some things stick for a reason.
Thank you for the magic.