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home sweet … room?

5 Aug

Two trains, one bus ride, one taxi ride, two planes and almost 24 hours in transit later, I arrived in New York at about 8pm local time last night (2am Swiss time, which I am still on). Driving over Brooklyn Bridge with a craaaazzzyyy taxi driver, I couldn’t help laughing and feeling a thrill inside (or was that actually a shot of adrenalin caused by the thought of impending death by taxi crash?)

The thrill soon dissapated as the jet lag really set in – I am still feeling it now, a day later – a feeling that somehow, your body and mind are literally dragging behind you in another time zone.

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