June 20th 2017. My backpacking journey starts here.
I’ve been dreaming of this moment ever since I was 10.
My travel plan is to “not have a plan”, and decide where I’m heading as I go. But for my first stop, I wanted it to be New York(just because it sounds like lots of fun).
During the flight, I was shaking. not sure if it was because Of nervousness or excitement.
From the airport, I went to my hostel by taxi(it was late night and I didn’t want to venture through the trains at this point).
※Important note: The security guy at the airport told me that if I didn’t want to get charged an exaggerated fee, don’t follow the taxi guys calling at you and get in line for the official airport taxi. … good that I heard that.
But still, the taxi ride to my hostel in Brooklyn was $30. I think this is the first and last time I’m taking a taxi in the U.S.
I got to the hostel, went to my room #317. There, my roommate was laying dow on the bed playing with a Nintendo Switch.
That night we spent it playing Mario Kart and talking.
… I think I want a Nintendo Switch.
To be continued