So we missed our flight. I'm just going to say: It wasn't our fault. We did everything mortally possible to get to that plane. Oh well! Atleast we didn't stay in the airport. A pastor here in NYC let us stay at his church for the night. We slept on the floor, but who cares? We had hot showers!
It's a really awesome old church. It has a real pipe organ and it's tucked in-between apartments, with its own little slice of green. Probably the only piece of grass for blocks.
...and there are pigeons in this airport.
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