Chapter 27My mind refused to accept what my eyes were seeing. For the past ten minutes the airliner had been flying over an immense metropolitan complex. Mile after mile of nothing but buildings and houses, concrete and brick. The entire east coast must be one big, scary, confusing city. I was both excited and lost when we landed. Passengers crowded into the aisles so they could stand and wait for the stewardesses to open the door. Eventually, the aluminum tube that had carried me to New York expelled me into an air-conditioned terminal filled with a mass of humanity rushing this way and that. They all appeared to know what they were doing and where they were going…except me.
Salvation arrived in the form of a man dressed in black holding up a sign with my name on it. I rushed over to him
