Woke up to tons of snow, but a much warmer day than it had been for the last two. I went out to get us bagels and coffee, and we had a tidying/packing frenzy. We then left our bags in the apartment and went off to Chelsea to see 'The Wrestler'. It was good, and I'm sure Mickey Rourke will be Oscar-nominated, but dear god, it was violent. The first half an hour was almost unwatchable for me. Really brutal.
Afterwards, we walked back to the Village, and had some lunch in the Grey Dog. James wasn't feeling hungry, but when my quesidallas arrived, he rediscovered his appetite and ate half, and then ordered a burger (which was also very good).
Just enough time to walk home, and pick up our stuff before getting the E train and the Air Train out to JFK. It was a 10.30pm flight, so we were both fairly tired by that point. Our seats were not great, but we managed to swap into an empty exit row, which meant loads of leg room, and no-one sitting next to us. Also, when they found out it was our honeymoon, we were given £50 of vouchers to spend in Duty Free. Very nice :)
The plane was delayed because of snow, problems with the tug, power failure, de-icing and queuing, but just when we were starting to think it was all a sign we maybe shouldn't go, we took off, and the strong winds made up for some of the delay. We got into London about an hour late, and it was very nice to see the higgledy piggledy fields as we flew over England, and the familiar signs and sounds of London at the airport. Sacha kindly picked us up and drove us home, where our little furry cat was waiting for us with delight (ok, mild indifference).
And that's it! The honeymoon is, as they say, over :)
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