Intoxicating

NYC was fabulous! We had a great time. When we first hit the streets after arriving at Penn Station, I was a little overwhelmed - NYC is much bigger than Boston in every way imaginable. But once I got my bearings, I started to like the pace and the energy. It even felt familiar, though I hadn't been back there in years. Now I miss it. I'm sure the magic would have worn off eventually, but we left before that happened. So now all I feel upon returning home is longing...

 

1 comments:

Bob said...

the feeling is probably similar to visiting anywhere we find exotic and exciting...for years i felt i'd love going back to europe..now it's mozambique and south africa...of course, the intriguing would soon become the mundane, but I'm always willing to find out---bob

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