Monday was maaad long. I had a huge f***in flight which was about 5 movies long, not including rests and intermissions. On the first flight from Bris to LAX I sat next to one of the producers for "The Veronicas", and from LAX to JFK, I sat next to a civil engineer. They were very intrigued in me. What.

When I got to NY I finally got changed and got an anti-oxidant bar. Then I got to the cab rank and apparently there were no cabs left so Dodgey Mcdodge comes over to me and a few other people, directing us to a car in which we loaded our stuff and headed off to our respective hotels. I didn't have a good feeling about this cab driver but the yanks I was with didn't seem to have a problem so I thought it was cool. I was the first to be let off and the cabbie stopped on the road right in the middle of manhattan! Incidentally, I was rushing to get out and then he wanted me to pay him cash. I didnt have enough in my wallet, so I dropped my pants in the middle of manhattan to get some more out of my safety pouch. I realized when I got to the Pensylvania that Dodgey Mcdodge conned me out of $50. I had a laugh and realized that my instincts are awesome. I will trust them here on out in NY.

After checking in, I went to get some dinner at a Jewish joint called "Kosher Delight". Then I went and got some niiiice '82 Nike Airs. After that, I messaged my awesome mum and went to bed.

In summary, the day was a lengthy haste, assisted by lots of panadol. I am writing this at 5:15 on Tuesday morning cos I woke up at 2:30, so I'ma get to bed again - Peace!

LEARN OF THE DAY:
Trust your instincts before anything else when passing judgement on a dodgey mcdodge.