New York
I cannot express how much I want to go there. I would love to sleep in the streets as long as I can say "I'm a New Yorker." I don't want to go there with anyone I know from here. I want to have that experience all to myself. I want to step off that plane at the young age of 18, get in my first cab there, drive away from Queens and the great JFK into a place so filled with everything I hate and love that it causes me to have a minor arryhtmia. Then, I'll be really happy.