lately i've realised how much i'd actually love to go to new york.
i've always though it would be too big for me, little welsh girl and all. i didn't like the idea of the towering buildings and the lack of grass. i thought it would make the streets feel narrow and busy and claustrophobic.
but what i really want to do is see real new york. i'm not interested in the touristy places like the statue and the big building (actually it would be pretty cool, from a percy jackson point of view). i want to see the little independent book shops, and the underground railway, and the apple store and all the amazing over the top things that america do so different to britain and walaes. things that are highly concentrated in a city like new york.
i'd also LOVE to skate in central park, but i think that's only open in the winter?
to me, america seems like this non-exsistant dream place that only exists in the world of awesome (youtube, celebrities etc.) even when i went there for the first (and only) time a few years ago it felt surreal (though that might have been jetlag).
anyway my point is, i'm making that a goal. GO TO NEW YORK.
i don't know when it's going to happen because i'm 17, i don't feel nearly old enough to go there on my own. and my parents don't fly. i'll have to find someone, though i'd love to go on my own. plus i need money, which kind of requires a job.. which is non-exsistant. so yeah.
p.s. durring the writing of this post i learn that my spell check recongises the word 'hoe' which kind of made me laugh a bit..