I've always wanted to see the east coast and I was lucky enough to find a great deal on tickets to New York. The trip was everything I hoped it would be and more. I didn't get to spend nearly enough time walking the streets hopelessly lost, but I'll find a way to go back real soon.
The funny thing is I've always thought of myself as a west coast girl. I'm a California girl through and through and I always thought I should stay near my family. But when I set foot in that city of concrete, I felt...at home. Maybe it was the high from the vacation, but I think it was more than that. When I used to play house with my friends I would pretend to be a bartender living in a loft above the bar while working my way through college. I like the bustle and the noise of the city. the knowledge that millions of people are all around you and you're just a tiny little person in the big wide world. I loved the subways. The little neighborhood shops. The history.
I have to go back. Maybe for good.