Travel story

It has been a few crazy days. Now my feet are hurting, my knees are wobbly and I am as dry as Sahara desert. Touristing/travelling does this to people right? But still, there are more to see and do in New York. It doesn't feel enough. It feels like I haven't done a lot of things but New York is vast and there is just too many things to do.

I am so fatigue. So fatigue that whenever we came home, I feel like going straight to bed in my day clothes on. I don't normally feel tired like this when I am out and about. Trust me, back in london I am the most active. I have a theory that could explain this tiredness - I have been touristing rather than travelling.

Since there are 4 of us and each have different agenda, so we end up rushing here and there just to "Snap picture then go." Not my thing.

I prefere the relax no rush, chill by the coffee shop kind of travel. I take time planning my itinerary and I prefer doing it alone so that I can marvel at the city rather than checklisting it. Whenever I go to a new place, I'd like to feel like local.

Do what the locals do. Eat what the locals eat. Go to places where locals go. Museums are fun but not fun when you spend 3 hours not understanding the story that it offers. I prefer a museum at a time and a slow stroll down a selected museum halls. I have stopped putting museums as priority whenever I go to new place cause I know I can read most of them online and I fear I waste too much time indoor instead of out and about.

On this trip, I did managed to have my own sweet time whenever we decide to have "free time" ie detach from the group. I spend good one hour in Grand Central Terminal, munching New York cheesecake and people watching. Some call it wasting time, some call it learning the locals. Then I had a great stroll down 5th Avenue as if I had the money to buy at any of these designers.

Oh well, it is always a good experience. Time to sleep now. Off to Washington DC tomorrow.

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