Saturday, March 24, 2012

JFK again, NYC, Presidents day

Today is Presidents day.
The Aeroport is overloaded 2 hours to pass immigration.
My cab driver is a happy Sikh he has 5 children. He tells me is a needy man and so must work all the time.

But now his eyes are drooping with fatigue.

Everytime we pick up speed I watch him carefully in the mirror.