I guess many of my readers know that I prefer Washington DC over Gotham City. The thing with Gotham City is that it is not pretty, yet it is indispensable. The people who have the power are in Gotham City. While I was taking the stroll from 8th Avenue to 2nd Avenue, where the Royal Danish Consulate was, I passed by several diplomatic cars, and the buildings that had flags hoisted on them. You know, those "Permanent Mission to the United Nations" or "Consulate of Pakistan". And personally, I had to make the trek to New York City just to apply for a visa.
But otherwise, I do not like the city. Yeah, that's the thing, I don't like the city, but I need it. The people are so plentiful, the traffic is just nuts, and everything is just fast. It's not that I want to live in the rural boonies, but I guess Gotham is just too much for me.
Anyway, I guess I have good news to tell. The visa officer immediately approved my visa application. All I have to do is wait until they mail me back my passport with the visa affixed to it. So there, I now have the legal capacity to fly across the Atlantic again.
Back to Gotham. I needed to take the New Jersey Transit bus to head to my sister's house. My goodness, the elevated freeways. It looked like a gigantic ribbon of steel, winding left, right, up, and down, and all the cars are passing through them. Unbelievable. I guess it is just a wonder of civil engineering. Not my cup of tea.
Anyway, I will be here for a couple of days. I will be back in Upstate New York by Saturday evening. And back to reality.