It dawned on me today that I only have three weeks left in America - which seems strange, as it feels like I have been here for no time at all. Though somehow, at the same time it feels like I’ve been here for my entire life. Everything seems normal here now, and even New York doesn’t have the same ‘wow’ factor that it did when I first arrived here (though don’t get me wrong – I still think it’s the most amazing city in the world and I’m definitely going to be coming back). As I got onto a train into Manhattan on Monday afternoon, the pale, cold, industrial feel of the train felt more real and homely than that of the warm comfortable Virgin trains that run all round the UK. I’ve grown accustomed to chopping up my food like a baby and eating it with my right hand, as well as drinking lemon and lime flavoured sprite and Gatorades instead of Lucozades.
Having said all of this, I now have very little time left in New York, and I want to make the most of it. On Tuesday, Gillian and I are going to the US Open, to catch the women’s quarter finals and the men’s fourth round. Next Monday, the plan is to go skydiving one last time, and this time get a video of the experience so I don’t forget how it felt. Hopefully before I leave I will also have enough time off to get a little bit of a tan (save explaining to everyone why I’ve come back home the same colour as when I left) and do some shopping for everyone back home.
Tonight is Piping Rock’s Clam Bake, a large event where we’ll host a buffet and drinks for about 300 people. I’ve already worked since 8am, and am now on a short break in the middle of the day. I’ll probably finish at around midnight. Roll on Thursday’s pay check!
Monday, 1 September 2008
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