Firstly, was the issue of accomodation in New York. Despite the numerous attempts by us to contact the hostel to ask them to hold our reservation (we had had it booked for two months), it seems they saw fit to cancel the entire week. This left us with the problem of booking accomodation on New Years week the night before arrival (not an easy task). After about 45 minutes of extreme stress, we managed to get a place in Brookyln.


While the weather in New York stopped us getting in for a couple of days, now the weather in San Francisco has stopped us from getting out. It has been raining horizontally at the airport and so our flight to Bakersfield is delayed such that we could not make our connection in LA. We are now at a cold train station waiting to get back to a hotel (we have been to the airport three times now). Looking on the bright side, we will get another day in lovely San Francisco. Hopefully some kind of natural disaster will not hold us back again.

It has been utter chaos at the airport. The dummy spits and cranky passengers that we have seen have been highly amusing. We had to wait a couple of hours to get our bags back (they were soaked) but have managed to keep our spirits high. Petra organised some delicious snacks to get us by, although the peanut butter was conficated when we went through security so the bread was rather dry. Never mind, it's not what you do, it's the journey, right?
Let's see what tomorrow brings.
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