So I had a weird dream last night. I won’t go into the details too much but basically I was driving down a beautiful tree-lined road somewhere in the New England area of the United States (well I’m guessing it was this region from my extensive viewing of Gilmore Girls episodes). Not only was I confused because Americans drive on the wrong side of the road, but then a police officer appeared out of nowhere and tried to fine me 200 pounds for doing 50km/h in a 50km/h zone (Yes, I do mean pounds and km/h. Apparently my dreams are bi-continental).
Let’s just say, things got heated and I got very defensive because I was NOT speeding. But the lovely copper and I eventually sorted things out and all was well in dream world. Anyway, the reason I mention this wonderful tale is because when I woke up, it got me thinking about how much I would LOVE to be driving down a road somewhere in New England.
The US is somewhere I am yet to go, but I have always thought about where I would visit on the trip I am eventually going to take there (because it IS going to happen). I would start of course, with the Big Kahuna, New York City. Broadway, Central Park, Fifth Avenue, the Empire State Building, the Statue of Liberty, Brooklyn. Everything about New York is calling me! I would then make my round the aforementioned New England area, stopping at B&B’s, cruising through picturesque towns and eating maple candy. I’m thinking the trip would have to be in autumn, as I cannot resist the gorgeous colours of autumnal foliage and I hear they put on a pretty good show in this region.
Then I have always thought about hiring an old convertible and taking a road trip through the southern states, weaving my way through Tennessee, Alabama, Mississippi and Louisiana etc on my way to New Orleans for some good times on Bourbon St. I’d also want to skip my way over to the West Coast and hang out with celebrities in LA and chill on the Santa Monica Pier before heading up the coast to ride in some San Francisco cable cars.
Well, as you can see, my plans aren’t exactly well thought out and detailed at this point. I just have some general musings about where I want to go and what I want to see. Some people may say, why would you want to go somewhere that isn’t that much different to where you’re from? First of all, it is very different. There’s nothing like New York in Australia. Second of all, maybe I haven’t made this clear. I want to go to as many different places as I can.