So after a few days away I thought I would return with an update on my thoughts, adventures and outlooks.
So after spending a wonderful weekend away in new York visiting my dear friend Gerardo a.k.a GerryBear Gbags (don’t judge him) and yes Gerardo as promised you get your 15 minutes of fame, for whoever actually reads this which is probably you and the family. So Mabrook. Hehe. Anywho New York new York, what can I say, words aren’t enough. It truly is a wonderful city, and even more so now that I did less of the tourist stuff nd more of the local stuff. Granted my first time in NY was with the family and it became overbearing and not fun, especially when you are being dragged all over the place, but this weekend was far from dull and overbearing, it was beautiful and fun and inspiring. I have realised that i truly am a big city girl and new York is my type of city, never a moment of boredom, whether it is just walking down the street and people watching or living it up, doing wonderful eclectic things, it is a city that caters for all. All ethnicities, all personalities and all moods. I understand big cities aren’t for everyone, but they are for me, as I spend my days missing London life, New York was a refreshing dose of big city life and certainly makes me want to live there. As the song by Tal Bachman so aptly says: live in new York city once, but leave before it makes you hard…
Never a boring moment, I was always in awe, always intrigued and challenged by the sights and sounds, hustle and bustle. It is nice to have the option to be surrounded by the organised chaos of a big city, and the beauty becomes being able to balance and control living among the chaos, if you want some down time you can have it, and if you want to be one with the crazy you can also have it. As I said, i know big cities aren’t for everyone but it still shocks me, when I get in the shuttle to the airport to hear 3 of the 5 passengers in there complain on how they couldn’t handle NY and it was too much for them, clearly I am crazy because NY to me is a little piece of heaven and I don’t think it can ever be too much.
So as I sit here on the plane, writing this, returning to Houston, a certain calm falls over me, I am not dreading my return and that’s probably because I can see the finish line and the end is practically at my doorstep. Even so, the thought of leaving is bitter sweet, i have learnt a lot, about myself, and about things around me. I love this country, there’s no doubt, and it is indeed the land of dreams and opportunity. The American dream is as the label suggests, and I can see why people kill themselves to come here, it is most certainly an awesome place, but like all countries it is not without it’s flaws. I have learnt first and foremost that I ended up in the wrong city, but I would not change my work experience for anything ( ok,maybe some things but in general I wouldn’t) and I have been more than lucky with the lab I ended up in. I have learnt that my pain and emotion is what drives my ambition and success (hahah if you would call it success) and that there is nothing in this world more important than family (this I already knew, but it was certainly reiterated). I have learnt that time does not dictate love and friendship, some things defy time and space. And as it all comes to an end, despite all my regrets and could have beens, I doubt I would change it for anything (ok again maybe some parts, but not the strength I have gained) And if anything, this has just given me another interesting chapter in my life and for my future autobiography. Hehe. Watch this space. NY best seller list. :p
On another note, having now flown: united, American airlines and jet blue, can I please say, how amazing it is to have WIFI 32,000 feet in the sky, and yes it sounds basic but it was my first experience and its AWESOME, so props to AA for that, also jet blue and their complementary Live TV, which was awesome, as for UNited, please get your shit together. Haha can I also say that having been plane hopping, I have sat next to a women in each of my flights and they have all been reading 50 shades of grey, which might I add,I am also enjoying, and as my colleague would say, it turns you 50 shades of red (but not from embarrassment). So clearly a lot of us women will now have even MORE unrealistic expectations of men, but at least for now I am happy to indulge in Mr. grey, not that I have any other offers on the table nor do I think I I’ll be getting any, any time soon. So for now I have 2.25 books to keep me going. :p
On that note I think it’s time I take a nap, back to work and reality tomorrow and I ought to get some much needed shlaff time.
Peace, love and happiness.