This is a story about New York City and my expectations of the city as a girl who had never been outside of Europe.
I grew up in the countryside in Latvia. The very deep countryside, where the closest shop was 7 km away. There weren’t many people around which means I developed quite an introverted personality growing up. I was, however, very ambitious and goal oriented and knew there was a lot of the world I had yet to discover.
I’ve loved travelling since I can remember. Starting from day trips with my classmates and weekend trips with my parents, followed by international travels with my friends and my first solo trip to Italy and Switzerland. It took me around a year of exploring Europe before my crazy traveller heart started to crave more.
Me and my best friend decided to make our first trip to another continent.
Like many other people, I held a few stereotypes about NYC and the US in general; starting from behaviours and language to crowds of people everywhere you go, and ending with the most visited tourism sites and the typical American food. I created images in my head of what New York would be like… until the moment I landed at one of the biggest airports in the world – JFK.
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