So here I am delayed at the airport {again.} This time I’m much more relaxed about it all, since the only place I’m going is back to my own bed. The ride home is never as exciting as the one there anyhow. The first leg of my flight flew into New York, and so this is where I’ve been spending my Friday night. Not the worst place in the world, I guess. {Positivity, people! I’m trying!} As we flew into the city the little girl sitting behind me perked up in the best way. She was so quiet most of the flight I hardly knew she was there, but as soon as we came into New York she came alive with excitement. I felt it completely, as much of what she was saying I was thinking too. I think she was about 4 or 5 years old, which made it all the better. So good that after the first few giddy exclamations I decided it’d be fun to start writing her words down…
On our first view of the city //
“Look! There’s lady liberty!”
“This is amazing!!”
“It’s so BEAUTIFUL!!”
On looking up to the sky //
“Look at the moon. A little sliver you can wish on.”
And back down again towards the ground //
“Oh, the city lights from so high… It looks like the biggest Christmas tree ever.”
“Look at the twinkling lights in the park. Aren’t they pretty?”
“I bet the cars are like, that plane is so close to us! Are we close to them? More than one foot, I guess.”
“Now we’re definitely so close to the water right now. If we were a bird we could splash right in.”
On a smooth and happy landing //
“Ahahahahah!” {Giggling so good.} “That was awesome.”
I feel ya, kid. Straight up magic.
//
“I look out the window and I see the lights and the skyline and the people on the street rushing around looking for action, love, and the world’s greatest chocolate chip cookie, and my heart does a little dance.” Nora Ephron ♥
awe such pretty pictures. it is always a bummer having to go home from amazing places. i wonder if people living in nyc feel sad when they leave haha.