leaving and arriving

ok. all suitcases are packed. ready to go.
just before leaving home i figure out that one of the suitcases is way too heavy. grr. so i have to open all three again and put stuff from one to the others. difficult. but i make it. the surprise comes at the airport. still too heavy! i am not only paying for my third piece of luggage (which i expect) but i have to pay for additional 7 kilo too much 🙁
the flight is horrible, but it’s not because of lufthansa (they improved a lot since last time). i seems that i am a little bit nervous. i watch three movies instead of sleeping.
new york city welcomes me with cloudy weather. i have mixed feelings. somehow it feels odd to be back. immigration takes one minute and i am through. next to me stands gery keszler. all my three suitcases come out first. very lucky!
five minutes later and i sit in my cab. i have to think of my other taxi ride i had from jfk to brooklyn more than 3 years ago.
then harlem. lenox avenue. everything as i remember it. my new apartment building looks nice. i get my keys from the concierge.
i open the door. a little bit dark. „hello?“ nobody here. i take a look around. and i am a bit disappointed. it’s doesn’t look very comfortable. no personal items, nothing. and it’s messy. really messy. and then my room. it’s dark. really dark. my window is big but it faces the small inner courtyard and it’s on the second of seven floors.
i am even more disappointed. the bathroom. ok. i keep that for me…v
i call silvana from my computer. happy to hear a familiar voice. then i call my mum. i am such a good and reliable kid
after a short rest i run out to buy a comforter and a pillow and bed sheets. i meet matteo, who is my roommate til july. he is nice, but leaves within two minutes. what a happy welcome.
i am tired. but i want to see my new neighborhood. so i leave the apartment again and walk up and down harlem. i am going down to central park. and for sentimental reasons i am passing by my old apartment on 97th street. i miss it.
it’s getting dark and i go back „home“. still no other roommate around.
i fall asleep in my room in the middle of my still unpacked suitcases…
let the adventure begin…