One week ago today, I finished my last ever exam and left formal education for (hopefully) ever. And in less than 24 hours, I will be in New York City. There, amid bustling commuters and hot steaming sidewalks, pressed in on all sides by skyscrapers, I am hoping to start a new life. For one month.
For one month, I will pretend to be a real New Yorker while living in a lemon-coloured townhouse on the Upper East Side. I will laze by the lake in Central Park, try every frozen yoghurt flavour 16 Handles can throw at me, and go to brunch every Sunday (a tradition I have attempted to recreate here in England with little success).
When it’s over, I will retreat to drizzly old England. Until then, I’m hoping this blog will become a memento for what may well be my last New York trip for a long time.
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