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Valentina alone in New York – or: A city that never sleeps and a tourist that never slept better

As a first "official" post, I would like to tell you about my short trip to the USA in spring this year. 

My trip to New York & Boston actually started as an emergency solution. I had planned a trip to Scotland but noticed soon that all hotels were already fully booked. When it comes to travelling, I don’t give up so fast, so I started to look for cheap flights. That’s when New York came to my mind. How great I also have a wonderful cousin in Boston that I wanted to visit for a long time! So I booked the flight to New York and planned 2 days in the  city that never sleeps. Because I was there some years ago already, I skipped some tourist attractions and had time to test some insider tips.

After a quiet flight, New York welcomed me with terrible weather – strong wind and rain. This didn’t impress me much and I tramped to the Brooklyn Bridge. This bridge had already impressed me on my first visit so I didn't mind the weather (well... at least not in the first 2 minutes...). The crossing was adventurous – it was very windy and the rain poured down as I tried to take good pictures, not to get my camera catch water and at the same time not to be blown away from the Bridge . Far and wide were no other people (and I guess if there were, we would all have thought that obviously there are other crazy tourists…). 

Back from the bridge I was wet to the skin, but happy – I had caught some great pictures and was again blown away by (but fortunately from) the impressive bridge! 

And what more can I say... maybe New York never sleeps, but this night at least I did – wrapped in dry clothes and filled with great impressions! 

Battery Park by rain
On the Brooklyn Bridge


The good thing about visiting tourist attractions during terrible weather? You have no other people on the photo! :-) 





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