Okay. I’m sold.
Nearly 48hrs and I love this place.
So does BC. She’s currently on the phone to Mickey Mouse telling him about airplanes.
I honestly didn’t think I’d feel this way so soon.
I truly hope I dont offend anyone when I say that I’ve never had any interest to go to New York.
I’m not into shopping and that’s what everyone told me I should go for.
I always wanted to go to San Fran or Chicago. Somewhere where (I felt) I would experience something new. New York (I felt) would be just like London but with taller buildings.
Yesterday, I experienced New York.
Mr M (the hubs) is going to be based dowwwwwwwn town (if I ever stop singing that when I say it, shoot me) in the financial district so we did a dummy run to work out how he’d get in.
New York I love ya!!!
Again, I hope I don’t offend anyone when I say that you were JUST like London except with taller buildings. And that is a-okay.
Because rather than seeing it for the first time as a tourist, the first time I saw it was when I was calling it home.
And so I adored it for reminding me of London. London is the place I used to escape to whenever I wanted to, well, escape. I’d get a train in – took me just 27 or 32 minutes – and just walk around.
Yesterday it took me 20mins to get a bus into Port Authority Bus Terminal.
I have a new escape place.
The funny thing is that right now I don’t feel any need to escape.
Right now, I am blimming happy and excited about life.
Because tomorrow, we house hunt!
