Happy Anniversary, NYC
I think this past Sunday I hit the five year anniversary of my arrival in New York. And what a lovely arrival it was. I took a cheap airline that has since gone bankrupt. The pilot was clever enough to make the last landing allowed at JFK before a massive storm hit, but then the baggage folks had some mechanical problems and didn't produce a single piece of luggage from the plane for about two hours. By the time the baggage appeared, the storm was in full force and there wasn't a taxi in sight - alas the airport was closed to all incoming flights so cabs had no reason to go out there and even the arranged car service guys had bailed out. So I was standing with a suitcase and a carryon in a few inches of slush as it snowed and a few hundred angry passengers cursed our fates in the dark of night. Out of nowhere a man magically appeared and asked if I was going to Manhattan. He was the last legitimate cab driver. He had parked and quietly worked the crowd; he found a couple traveling with a baby and upon finding their luggage left space for one more - he found me traveling alone with only a bit of luggage. No scam, it was just a really nice cab driver.

Oh, and a week later I met the guy who I ended up marrying.

It's been all gravy since then. Happy anniversary, New York.
- posted by Amy @ 1/14/2004 04:21:00 PM