Considering this was my first trip to America, NYC was definitely a massive belly-flop into the deep end.
I've heard it described as 'London on steroids' so many times before - I've only been to London on a few occasions. However, I fully understand where people are coming from, but times that by 100 - the bright lights, rushing crowds, sights, sounds, smells... It's a shock to the system when you come from a teeny tiny just-about-classed-as-a city!
We were mega-tourists from the very second we landed at JFK - taking photos of yellow cabs, getting all excited at the card machine and little TV screen in our taxi, secretly freaking out at the real-life accents, etc., etc. Add to this the awed look on our faces while sightseeing, and the major overload of selfies (plus selfie-stick, soz not soz) and it was no wonder the ticket-sellers and street vendors were drawn to us...
"Hey! Are you guys from England? Do you live in London?"For future reference, America, all British people do not necessarily live in/ around/ near London!
It was the longest flight I've ever been on, and the furthest away from home I've traveled. Because it was my first visit to the US of A, I wanted to make the most of it. We were staying for a week, and we managed to cram in so much in that time:
(Cue the photos...)
- Times Square (day and night)
- High Line
- Empire State
- Top of The Rock
- Statue of Liberty (on a Circle Line Sightseeing Cruise)
- Brooklyn Bridge/ Brooklyn
- Central Park
- Central Park Zoo
- Maddison Square Park, and the Flatiron Building
- Grand Central Station
- Natural History Museum
- World Trade Center and 9/11 Memorial Pools
- 9/11 Memorial Museum
Plus plenty of shopping and non-stop eating - keep your eyes peeled for my haul post, and a post about all the fab food, coming soon!
I feel like this was a once-in-a-lifetime trip, and I bloody loved every second of it.
Actually, tell a lie, not every second - it was sooooo hot on some of the days I honestly could not cope. We had to escape into cafes and coffee shops every five minutes, for the sweet sweet release of air-con (and peach ice tea).
Note to self: if the weatherman says "cloudy" in New York, it is not the same "cloudy" as at home, i.e. do not wear jeans because you will DIE.
However, I more than made up for the amount of weight I lost in sweat, by eating triple my body weight in deliciousness. I'm currently the heaviest I've ever been in my entire life - SCORE.
It's a little bit awkward, considering this is a blog post, because there are no words to explain the immense feeling of insignificance when standing in the breezy darkness at the top of the Empire State Building, or while you're looking out for miles from the top of the Rockefeller Center.
The same goes for the inexplicable eerie unity of the people standing where the Twin Towers once were, or quietly walking through the Museum underneath the Memorial Infinity Pools in respectful awe.
Unfortunately, the photos above don't do any justice to the amazing experiences we had and the memories we made, either! You'll just have to trust me.
I've well and truly been bitten by the travel bug, and now I want to see the World...