First leg of my six month trip, and I can’t help but feel terrified as I walk these streets alone.
While I didn’t change time zones drastically coming from New Zealand, I can’t seem to sleep. My mind is racing with anxiety and a surge of excitement. It started with me wandering to the downstairs of the hostel – I felt safe regardless of what time it was.
However I quickly realized this city never sleeps. There is always a quiet hum of informal business about the air.
Can’t say that I like it, can’t say that I hate it. All I know is I really should not have brought any gum in my carry on. Apparently the fines are pretty serious if that trash is found on the streets.