for hours i sat at school whipping up fairy tales in my head. thinking about all the other places i would rather be, and all the things i would rather be doing.
like, new york. i've never been, but oh. how badly i want to go. nothing is more appealing than "the city that never sleeps". i want to be in the core of a city full of life and mess traveling only by taxi and the underground subway system. i want to walk around times square when it's illuminated with nothing but flashing billboards, giant over sized televisions, camera flashes, street lamps, and stop lights. i want to climb to the top of the statue of liberty, and i want little chinese men to drive me in back alleys in unidentified vans, leading me to underground shops filled with stolen designer purses. but most of all, i want to see a live taping of SNL.
or australia. i want to visit the land down under without a single obligation or care in the world. to spend days, week, or months traveling the oz. i want to see the sydney opera house, pet a kangaroo, and find myself an aussie with tan skin and an accent to kill for. i want to peddle a bike on the boardwalk, be ankle deep in hot sand with salt water dripping from every strand of my hair, and run around in nothing but my swimsuit and sandals.
paris. can you imagine those pictures? the shopping.. the vespas.. the desserts. my biggest and simplest craving is to ride a double decker bus and have the spice girls blast through my headphones. i want to stand at the top of the eiffiel tower and look over the entire city, even get a few gondola rides in with a handsome french men. i want to walk on the brick roads drinking fancy drinks and eating coffee cake, wearing a toque, searching for cool rings and bracelets.
and this is just the beginning... how could i ever resist a elephant ride in thailand? or a cruise to the caribbian? a date with a few dolphins in hawaii... even a service trip to africa. or a simple trip to disney world.
alone, or not...im going to travel the world.
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