"Welcome to the circus," said Bishop, the surprisingly friendly border security officer as he stamped my passport and officially waved me on to US soil. It was about 17 hours since we'd taken off from Auckland Airport on NZ2, Air New Zealand's inaugural direct service to New York. The hour in the queue to get through customs felt far more wearisome than the 16-hour flight had - it was hot, I was crumpled, and couldn't wait to get to my hotel and let a week in the Big Apple begin.
"Circus" felt like a very apt description as I stepped out of the transfer van into the midst of Times Square - people, noise, lights, colour everywhere; a true assault on the senses - senses that have had a lot of time to be quiet and peaceful over the last few years.
New York is buzzing, as if the pandemic never happened. It's hard to imagine the Times Square of two years ago, when the city was locked down and there was barely anyone to be seen. Walking a few blocks to a rooftop bar under the shadow of the Empire State Building was like swimming against the tide. A constant throng of people, everywhere I looked, all with faces full of the wide-eyed wonder only New York can inspire. It's great to be back.
Although the 16-hour flight time seemed intimidating before boarding, it actually felt relatively quick and surprisingly easy. And yes, I was flying business class, so of course it would be easy for me. But the passengers I spoke to in Premium Economy and Economy all said the same - they were surprised how fast the flight went.