A pleasant night at JFK

Quite by chance, I met a young man named Ben, who is a dance (ballet) student at Julliard.  He's one of 24 freshmen dance students.  Wow, that's a small class.  He also missed his intended flight.  We talked about many things, from Julliard to suspension bridges.  I bought him breakfast (feeding young men is always a good idea) at 0230 at the 24 hour diner inside the terminal.  When we came back upstairs, we found a place to sit (on the floor) that at least has a 110 outlet, so I'm recharging my laptop.

I squared away things with my apartment, so that's good (that's very good - I will so need to crash over Shabbat after this all-nighter at JFK).