Finding My Fix: Chronicles of a Travel Junkie

I wrote this post back in January, left it sitting, stinking in my drafts box, and after a second read, I think I should post it.  It’s how I felt when I first got back to the city (before that “cold” turned into a wicked four-week-long sinus infection):

Jan 26, 2006: 

 Since I, the travel junkie, posted my last entries about my trip here in “Finding My Fix” on January 20th, just five days ago, I have been suffering terrible withdrawal. I desperately need another fix. I’ve got the shakes; I caught a cold for the first time since April; I can’t resist looking up plane tickets; I’ve even gone so far as to write… poetry! I’ve applied to a six week Journalism in London program, so hopefully I’ll be accepted and be able to start writing gramatically correct, aesthetic, organized, decent posts, and maybe even make some money off my writing for once. It’s the only way I know that I can take a “Travel Writing” course and an “International Journalism” course while enrolled here at my university. At the moment I’m enrolled in both Intro to Creative Writing, and Reporting I, but even all that writing is not enough!

I’ve been in NYC for two weeks and I’m still suffering culture shock. I’ve had disturbing anxiety ridden dreams involving zombies and natural disasters and my government trying to kill me. Call it paranoia, call it what you will, but I think it is a combination of watching too many movies and the temporary discomfort of change. New Yorkers talk so fast, I can’t understand them anymore; they crowd the streets in such numbers, I can’t walk; rain falls at a rate I would expect of England, and collects with oil in black puddles in the crosswalks. These are the things I used to like about the city, save for the puddles. They were the things I loved like the quirks that draw you to a lover. But those quirks eventually become thorns in your side. No worries, though, life is grand, and so is this city, once I get off my lazy butt and start doing things, I know I’ll start to forget about the thorns. And hell, maybe it’ll finally snow so New York’s true beauty can come out.

Feb 20, 2006: Well, it would seem wishes do come true!

Tags: 7. USA, 7A. New York City, Travel

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