I, at 37 years old, went to NYC for the first time in my life. It was awesome.
I met @Theladyisugly there, and we spent the day at the Met, and it was awesome.
And then I rode back.
On the bus, I wrote 3-3/4 of the stories from my pre-Call call. I’ll get them transcribed and posted (and finished) over the next four, five days.
(I had a book, or I probably would have written more, but I spent most of the way back just sleeping.)
The true call will open up next Saturday, so have no fear, if I didn’t get to your prompt, I’ll get to it then.
… NYC was awesome. The Met was awesome. Seeing B IRL for the first time was awesome.
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Oh, MY! My old hometown. Congratulations!
Thanks! It’s… it’s a four-hour drive, 5 hours each way by bus. But I was scared. Um. I’m scared of most things. <.<
Well, double kudos to you for doing something you wanted to do, in the face of your fears.
Thank you. 🙂 (Kudos actually help)
Sometimes the scary things are worth doing anyway. 🙂
Often. But they’re still scary.
Yup! But trying things even though they’re scary is a good skill to have (and one I could use more practice at, too).
Yeeeah. I know, but it’s easier said than done. But I did it! And then we took a taxi even!
I’m so glad you had a great time! Sounds like a wonderful trip, I hope you got lots of photos to go with the good memories.
No pics! Lots of warm memories though. 🙂