I decide to have a rest, after the ordeal. I emerge in the evening, just before teatime, and notice another friend kicking a football about outside. One of his shots unfortunately goes into the River Clyde, behind me. After some procrastination, and my advice to the contrary, he dives into the river, to retrieve the ball. That he does, but he comes back up covered in some sort of green river-gunge.
More people join in the game, until it becomes more of a game of football.
At this point, I go off to have my tea. I am in New York with myI am in New York with my Mum. I am in awe of this fact, since I didn't expect to be there. We are driving through the streets of Manhattan, and I am staring up at the huge buildings. I notice several McDonald's restaurants.