Long story short: turbulence and extreme fear of heights/falling makes one hell of a ride to New York. Things got better when my backpack split in half in the middle of the airport.
New York, I love
you, but you’re bringing me down.
London Love, Kristen
PS- Took me forever to find a diet coke. Literally thought I was going
to die for a minute.
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