So, time to leave New York. Having arrived at the Bowery Hotel in style (i.e. with all my jackets and underwear about my person), I now left it it style, having blocked the loo. A design-fault, not my fault, I'm convinced. It was an old building. Stormy in Manhattan. So on my taxi-ride to Grand Central Station I watched everyone being blown around and lashed with rain. Hotel doormen were wearing wellington boots. Grand Central was Grand. The coffee was still weak, though. The Metro-North train to New Haven left at 11.07 and got me to New Haven - in even stormier rain - at about 12.50. Another taxi-ride to the Amadeus Healing Center and Guest House, where I let myself in and dragged my luggage up two flights of stairs. I'm in a room called the 'Library Loft' - a lovely open-plan space with bed at one end, kitchen at the other, and a sitting-area in-between. There's a stag's head on the wall. After unpacking, a wander through New Haven to get my bearings - most of the Yale buildings, cafes theatres and shops are just a few minutes easy walk away - though I got soaked through, despite rain-proof coverings, such was the force of the weather. Picked-up copies of local newspapers and city-centre maps, grabbed a bag of groceries, and headed back to the Loft. Now struggling with a slightly wobbly wi-fi connection. Will cook some supper soon, then, tomorrow it's a day of administration: registering at the Beinecke Library and the various other places, to get my visa checked, my social security status cleared, etc.