Boston
So. Here I am in Boston, Ma. woop.
I have wanted to post an entry for a few weeks now, since I had a weird positivity kick but finding time to sit down and time is near enough impossible. I have been writing in my journal though and that is somewhat soothing. I carry it around everywhere and manage to scribble things down now and again. It feels good. Like taking an class that you have already done and knowing all the answers. Therapeutic and nostalgic.
Right now, I am sat in a hostel in Boston, waiting for my friend Nathan to arrive. His flight was meant to land 3 hours before mine, but it got delayed at Heathrow and I left before him. Luckily the timing meant that I got a lift to the hostel by his friend Shaun :D The whole reason we are here is for Shaun's wedding on Sunday. Well, that was the original reason that I decided to come along and now, somehow, as is usual with me, I have turned this into some sort of epic trip. Not that I mind, I'm always up for an adventure!!
I hardly slept last night and am still unsure as to what brought on this attack of nervous insomnia. It's not like I haven't been away before and this trip isn't half as epic as South America, but there was still some reservations in my mind about how I will cope in the US of A once Nathan leaves. I have quite a lot of time on my hands in between meeting friends along the way and I guess the old insecurities and fears come up. Especially after the fiasco of having my entire bag stolen in Argentina. That was horrific and I really am praying that I am never that stupid again.
Ah well. Tomorrow is a new day. Another start in another country with a hell of a lot of things to see and do (as long as the fog lifts from this city) and I intend to pack in as many things as I can :) SO I shall sign off now, but I am sure that there will be many updates along the way full of tales of silly shenanigans and photos of memorable sites. I bid you all goodnight xxx
I have wanted to post an entry for a few weeks now, since I had a weird positivity kick but finding time to sit down and time is near enough impossible. I have been writing in my journal though and that is somewhat soothing. I carry it around everywhere and manage to scribble things down now and again. It feels good. Like taking an class that you have already done and knowing all the answers. Therapeutic and nostalgic.
Right now, I am sat in a hostel in Boston, waiting for my friend Nathan to arrive. His flight was meant to land 3 hours before mine, but it got delayed at Heathrow and I left before him. Luckily the timing meant that I got a lift to the hostel by his friend Shaun :D The whole reason we are here is for Shaun's wedding on Sunday. Well, that was the original reason that I decided to come along and now, somehow, as is usual with me, I have turned this into some sort of epic trip. Not that I mind, I'm always up for an adventure!!
I hardly slept last night and am still unsure as to what brought on this attack of nervous insomnia. It's not like I haven't been away before and this trip isn't half as epic as South America, but there was still some reservations in my mind about how I will cope in the US of A once Nathan leaves. I have quite a lot of time on my hands in between meeting friends along the way and I guess the old insecurities and fears come up. Especially after the fiasco of having my entire bag stolen in Argentina. That was horrific and I really am praying that I am never that stupid again.
Ah well. Tomorrow is a new day. Another start in another country with a hell of a lot of things to see and do (as long as the fog lifts from this city) and I intend to pack in as many things as I can :) SO I shall sign off now, but I am sure that there will be many updates along the way full of tales of silly shenanigans and photos of memorable sites. I bid you all goodnight xxx