So, I’m back from New York. Dammit I love that city. Never really been able to put into words why I do, but I do. Maybe it is my now familiarity with it? Maybe it is the fact that all my favourite TV shows and movies are set there? Maybe it is that it not as unpleasant as London? Or maybe it is just my spiritual home? I’m comfortable there, I still haven’t seen everything I want to see but I’m working on it.
I really wish I had studied at NYU, I love it around the campus. Such a chilled out environment, beautiful setting, right in the heart of Manhattan.
Maybe it is the abundance of cinemas, or the amount of filming going on there, or maybe it is none of those things!
What I love is that I can go, put on my headphones and just wander about looking at cool little things and finding interesting stuff to do without resorting to a guidebook and that is a strange thing indeed. I can’t imagine going to London and doing that.
Anyway, for anyone who wants to get a flavour of the New York that I love, seek out a book called Kissing In Manhattan by David Shickler. A collection of short stories all linked around a building, I think the randomness and variety is what appeals to me the most. Peace out…
