We're at the boarding gate about to get on the flight to JFK. We've run Costa out of lattes and granola bars. We've spent £25 on magazines in Smiths. And we've spotted the Man Utd junior team floating around the terminal on the ONE day Nichol isn't wearing makeup. A lot of this trip is a surprise my Dad's kept from us but so far we know after sleeping all day today we're hitting Ground Zero first thing tomorrow. AMERICUH, WE'RE COMING.
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