So my attempts to travel-blog failed relatively miserably. Oh well. Here I am, back in Madison. I was honestly glad to come back. Travelling for a whole month is just beyond exhausting. Living out of a suitcase, constantly changing addresses, having to LUG said suitcase from address to address... Made all the more difficult when the wheel CAME OFF. Omg. A trolley bag with one wheel is just a body bag la, seriously.
I keep bitching about my winter break, but I'm really glad I went through with it anyway. Good times, bad times, all in all, they're just going to be awesome stories to tell in a few months. They're awesome stories to tell now already.
HIGHlights:
FOOD - particularly Chinese, Italian, Jamaican and donuts (yes, they're a category on their own!) More reasons for Wisconsin to build a Chinatown.
Shopping in New York. (No, I did not buy an I <3 NY shirt in the end, because I realised how extremely touristy and tacky they look. Sorry lovelies who were expecting to get one!)
Watching a Broadway musical
Living with Henry in Boston - His family is wonderful. Dogs included. Wonderful dinners and snowboarding :)
Meeting up with Mich/Lim/Vaneh/Shums/Trish :)
Hanging out in Mulla's dorm playing winning eleven and baking brownies.
LOW(but very funny in retrospect)lights:
Pretty much every place we stayed in while in NYC
Freezing for 2 hours at Times Square on New Year's Eve, deciding it was bullshit (best and last decision of 2007) and going back to the hostel to watch it on the big screen :)
Panic-plagued bus ride from Queens to Manhatten
Sight-seeing, any state.
Tedious group photos at sight-seeing locations, any state.
Museum tours that take more than an hour.
Losing a wheel off my luggage, then having to duct tape it so that I can drag it 3 blocks down Times Square.
I'm not too sure how I feel about living in youth hostels. They're pretty cool because you get to meet tons of people from all over, but I can't say I'm a fan of communal showers (I get enough of that at dorms) and nightly rowdy alcoholics bonding over an ashtray I readily mistook for a fruitbowl (it was THAT huge!). I suppose I'm ambivalent, as usual. Hah.
I WAS really excited about school, but once lessons actually started, I'm not sure I actually like it anymore. Or maybe it's other things that I'm losing excitement over... Damn boys! I guess the semester hasn't exactly started off the way I'd like it to. And that disappointment's just wearing down the excitement. Oh well.
My biggest fear is just becoming so passive that I stop going out and being sociable. I really should start going for those student org meetings I keep getting emails for :\ Heh. Ohhhhhh wellllll...
I think I'll just go downstairs to hang out in the lounge for a bit before I go to bed. I'm getting sleepy, though. Yawn.
