Sunday 1:30pm, New York Time.
Sitting outside JFK Airport waiting for Nic to pick me up.
Weather is cool compared to Puerto Rico, and the humidity is significantly less, which is a pleasant change.
After our flight from San Juan, I sent the rest of the group off on the train to Manhattan where they will spend the next two days sightseeing. I will spend those days with my sister, her husband, and my littlest newphew, and then meet the rest of the group at Newark airport for our flight to Italy.
Sitting on the side of the road reflecting on my time in San Juan, it almost feels dreamlike. The whole week passes so quickly it's like living in a spectacular multi-coloured blur. A kaleidescope of people, places, music, dancing and emotions.
Still, despite my lack of sleep and farewell to Puerto Rico for another year, there are no complaints from me just yet, as I still have Europe ahead.
After Europe? I expect some serious post-holiday depression to set in!!
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