NY

You will go to New York on an impulse. Fall in love. You will get lost in Brooklyn in the middle of the night and be rescued by four Romanian girls in the Russian quarter. Or at least what you think is the Russian quarter. You will accidentally find Coney Island. You will guess the subways. Someone will say to their friends that they swear they have dreamt about you. You will be swindled out of $2 by a German guy dressed as Spiderman in Times Square. You will go to Battery Park. Drink a bottle of wine from a bottleshop a local took you to to try and impress you. You will get to know Lady Liberty with a background of buildings bigger than anything you’ve seen before. You will fall in love. Start sobbing at a Van Gogh self-portrait. Walk barefoot in central park trying to find the rock that Amy, Rory and The Doctor sat on. Wear stupid shoes. Buy a tin of beans at 12.30 in the morning and break the tab on it so you can’t even open it. Trust other people with your valuables. Be called brave. Feel brave for the first time in your life.