Friday, 30 November 2012

Perspective: New York, The City of Possibilities

I'm going to be away for a while... I had hoped I might be able to schedule a post or two for your enjoyment while I'm away, but I have been too busy to write anything beside my first book recommendation for Book Trust (this is my first paid writing gig, so I'm pretty chuffed).

Along with the usual pre-travel nerves (checking my passport is in my bag for the umpteenth time, and worrying I haven't packed enough clothes) there is a new kind of anxiety. This is the city I fell in love with two years ago, and as with all distant lovers, I find myself wondering whether it'll be the same when we see each other again.

Will the lights of Manhattan sparkle as much from the window of the plane? Will the people be as wonderfully quirky and friendly (who could forget the pigeon whisperer, and the authentic New York ticket tout)? Will the city still look like a strange and oddly beautiful model village as I gaze at it from the top of the Rockefeller Center? 

I hope so. And this time, I'll have the thrill of seeing my Mum and brother as they lay eyes on this iconic city for the first time. 

When I first visited New York, I felt so incredibly alive. The city pulses with energy, and I was struck by the sense that absolutely anything was possible... 

I'll let you know if it still holds the same magic. 


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