We arrived in New York at around 5am.
The ship has crossed the Atlantic from
Southampton in bad weather.
Everyone had woken up early just to see
Manhattan. We all leant over the ship railings,
craning our necks to see our first glimpse of the
There it was, those two towers standing perfectly
upright on this small concrete island, swathed in
the grey of an early winter morning.
It was like seeing someone in famous in real life.
It felt real and unreal.
It was thrilling.