Logan Airport, Boston. Three minutes to one on Sunday 20th December. Snow is falling outside. I'm in the Virgin upper class lounge, enjoying the free internet facilities and trying to forage for crisps. What happened?

Well, about 24 hours ago I should have been in Washington (long story - suffice to say I'm being eased into U.S life gently, going via Our Nation's Capital before being transplanted to the cornfields). But the biggest snow storm in decades (according to the BBC website) thwarted our plans, diverting us to Boston, where we're now waiting for a connecting flight. On the plus side, we were upgraded, which I could seriously get used to - flat beds, free champagne, aaahhhh.

First impressions of America? Well, snowy, obviously. Very clean (although that could be the snow). Very friendly. But all I've really seen so far is airports and the Sheraton hotel, so that's not a lot to go on. Further updates later. The fun really starts on Monday, when we get to Kansas. Bring it on!