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Monday, May 26, 2008

Not-so-great expectations

Whenever I go on a trip, I want to enjoy myself. True, there's a lot of planning that goes into it - travel, place to stay, itinerary, etc. - but I want to have fun. At least, that's what I hope for. And, it wasn't any different for my trip to NYC.

The first time I went, I had fun with a friend of mine, even though she felt like an anchor I schlepped around for three days. The second time, I enjoyed myself even more because I didn't have her with me and could do whatever I wanted to do. Would the third time be a charm? Not exactly.

There are a few things I wanted to do that I haven't done before - they include taking in a couple of sites, visiting a few spots, doing a little shopping, and meeting some people.

But, even with all of my plans, there was no guarentee they'd go as smoothly as the projections in my mind. I wanted them to, of course, but I didn't know if they would. This occurs when I set my sights too high (and when you're that high, there's a lot of land below to come crashing down on).

Like many things in my life, there's something/someone that I wanted to manhandle and maneouvre into something that would put a smile on my face whenever the memory flickered in my mind. But, not every ambitous project would result in a success. Sometimes they bomb. Hiroshima rings a bell.

And, let me say, there were a few bombs that blew up during my three-day stay in NYC.

4 Comments:

Blogger Greg said...

Interesting!
I guess you could say that happened to me, on my 2nd time of visiting Las Vegas. The first time (I think it was in 1997) I was with some people I would hesitate to call friends, but I was able to escape their clutching hands and went out occasionally by myself to the various gigs. I had a blast and met many new people.

However, my 2nd time out (last year), went by myself to Las Vegas. And it turned out to be a dismal failure! Before I could talk to anybody on the street or in the casinos and lose myself in their or my troubles. The 2nd time, it was like everyone was in their own little bubble.

Sorry to read that you didn't have such a swell time either. I have to admit I'm curious about the "bombs", but knowing your witty humor, I'm afraid to ask! LOL

May 26, 2008 3:14 am  
Blogger Atari_Age said...

Ruh roh. So what happened? Or can it even be mentioned?

May 26, 2008 8:24 am  
Blogger hot-lunch said...

three days is not enough time in new york! but you're so lucky you're so close by you can go whenever ! there's so much to do there, it's no wonder plans never really work out, and sometimes it's okay if they don't cause there's always something else to do, someone else to see.... !

May 26, 2008 5:24 pm  
Blogger Marquis said...

Once again I am sorry you had not such a great time in NYC. I owe you a day of fun for time I couldn't give you when you were here. Remember September: )

May 27, 2008 7:46 am  

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