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Mar. 27th, 2010 04:44 pmMy first and overall impression of Boston is that its STILL freakishly cold here. I don't want to go outside, I don't want to go to the PAX East convention with thousands of people milling around seemingly aimlessly until I want to attend a panel on something esoteric which hundreds of 18-24-year-olds needn't find interesting (seriously kids, go away and have fun until you have something more important to concern yourself with) where everyone finds themselves squashed into a small ballroom serving as an auditorium and I have to listen to panelists timidly raise their voices over the endless drone of digestive exhumations courtesy of the nearest fast-food outlet.
I miss Philadelphia and I only left there two days ago! This is terrible, but I definitely have a favorite city in the USA, and it is Philly. If I had to sum up the experience; "Welcome to the rest of your life!" is what Philadelphia felt like. Overall, 11/10, totally awesome. Everyone must go.
They say you go to New York to find out what you'll be next (Robert M. Pirsig, Lila). Well sure, if what you want to be next is depressed, alienated, and out of sorts, yes! New York state is very different to New York City, and I described it in Google Buzz as a state of mind where the buildings you think are libraries are credit unions, and the buildings you think are abandoned are libraries.
Since I"ve been traveling around the USA my anxiety has been ratcheting up and up with no end in sight. I've been smoking and drinking almost daily to try and cope with the inevitable mood crash and hypersomnia this causes. It doesn't work very well, and I find myself tired at stupid times and wired at other odd times, unable to sleep through the night.
I am particularly glad my rail journey is over! No more sleeping on uncomfortable train seats, and no more missing the correct station and finding myself in a weird country town in Florida, with nothing to do and no way of leaving until the next day. An interesting experience, but not one I'd care to repeat, being as markedly 'foreign' as I am. In this country, you might as well take foreign to mean strange (and perhaps somewhat alluring, especially to weirdos) and any strangeness will be taken as a lightning rod which attracts attention. Wanted or unwanted, I suppose this is part and parcel of struggling into a backpack and wandering around another people's country.
I miss Australia, my family and friends... I will be back next Sunday and I hope you haven't forgotten me.
I miss Philadelphia and I only left there two days ago! This is terrible, but I definitely have a favorite city in the USA, and it is Philly. If I had to sum up the experience; "Welcome to the rest of your life!" is what Philadelphia felt like. Overall, 11/10, totally awesome. Everyone must go.
They say you go to New York to find out what you'll be next (Robert M. Pirsig, Lila). Well sure, if what you want to be next is depressed, alienated, and out of sorts, yes! New York state is very different to New York City, and I described it in Google Buzz as a state of mind where the buildings you think are libraries are credit unions, and the buildings you think are abandoned are libraries.
Since I"ve been traveling around the USA my anxiety has been ratcheting up and up with no end in sight. I've been smoking and drinking almost daily to try and cope with the inevitable mood crash and hypersomnia this causes. It doesn't work very well, and I find myself tired at stupid times and wired at other odd times, unable to sleep through the night.
I am particularly glad my rail journey is over! No more sleeping on uncomfortable train seats, and no more missing the correct station and finding myself in a weird country town in Florida, with nothing to do and no way of leaving until the next day. An interesting experience, but not one I'd care to repeat, being as markedly 'foreign' as I am. In this country, you might as well take foreign to mean strange (and perhaps somewhat alluring, especially to weirdos) and any strangeness will be taken as a lightning rod which attracts attention. Wanted or unwanted, I suppose this is part and parcel of struggling into a backpack and wandering around another people's country.
I miss Australia, my family and friends... I will be back next Sunday and I hope you haven't forgotten me.
