We have arrived safely in JFK.
No problems with departing San Diego, or arriving here in New York.
The flight was uneventful and we are now in the Delta Sky Lounge for our six-hour layover.
[As I type this, I can hear my father in the background on his cell, giving directions to my aunt on how to find us in the lounge].
Time to get lunch. My next update will be at least a day from now after we arrive in Tel-Aviv
We were very fortunate in that we do not need to change terminals. My parents keep repeating the mantra that the distance between gates is inversely proportional to the amount of time you have to get between them.
Not much sign of the snowpacalypse: there are still mounds of snow laying about, but no problems getting to the terminal. They had us unload in a "parking area" and we took one of those shuttles from the plane to the terminal.
Meanwhile it is very grey and cold outside. It's one of those winter evenings where only the golden glimmers from the setting sun provide any distinctions between the grey snow ground and the grey clouded sky.