Watching: photos of New York
Reading: wikipedia
I have always enjoyed traveling. Unfortunately my parents made the mistake and traveled a lot when I was younger. So I don't remember much. The times when I chose to travel though, has been vbery spectacular.
Once, from one day to another almost I decided to fly to New York and live there for six months. And so I did, survived, found a good job, nice flat. The experience was amazing. I worked in a club, at night mostly, so during daytime (if I wasn't dying afte a night of party) I could discover the city.
I'll never forget the view of the sun rising and reflecting in the glassy buildings of Manhattan. Sometimes I miss it, I know I have a place to go back to if needed.
I'm just in the middle of planning a few day trip to Paris. That city always used to turn me on. I've been to Paris a couple of times when I was a child. Don't remember much. Just that even then (my parents say) I've found the Mona Lisa disappointing. This is how they explain my aim to be an artist.
Might as well go to Vienna, communication with the people there wouldn't be a problem since I speak german pretty good. In Paris though, if the other person has no english skills finding out where the cheapest hotel is could be doubtful. Quite tempting in both cities is the number of museums.
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