Well, I’m here in NYC. It’s a dream come true, but still a little overwhelming. The bus ride was long, and I was a little freaked out at the beginning, because they put my luggage on a different bus, but I picked it up at the first stop when we caught up to the first bus, so I have everything. My folks were all emotional when the bus pulled out of the terminal at Toronto, for some reason I wasn’t really expecting that, but I guess it makes sense since I’m finally “leaving the nest”.
Walking out on to Eighth avenue wasn’t as intense as the first time, but was still pretty cool. Getting from the bus to the cab, and then from the cab to my dorm room was also a bit of a challenge, since I had more bags than hands, but I managed, thanks to this hot little Irish redhead girl who helped out at Port Authority, heh heh.
Damn, I still can’t believe I’m here. I’m definitely kinda freaked out about the competition down here, but I’m hoping I can catch up with some hard work. Everyone seems pretty nice so far. I think I’ll walk around the dorms and meet a few people before trying to get some lunch, but first I need to buy a new wallet because this fluorescent orange thing I’ve had since high school isn’t exactly something I want to pull out of my pocket in public.