I had waited years to visit Los Angeles, California. When I was a teenager, I said I'd bail out of New England immediately after high school and move to LA.
That didn't happen.
There were times I said "this is the year I visit," but it never worked.
I've done a lot of things, and got really close to experiencing true success and true happiness. Then it all fell apart. It proves one of my favorite quotes to be true:
"Making it to the top is hard, but, staying there is harder."
I don't mind hard work, I don't mind sweating, or aches and pains. I fear complacency. I fear a stale, routine lifestyle and that's the life I have been living this past year. In return, I earned enough money to hop on a plane to visit the coast of California.
I didn't look at my bank account one day and book a last minute get-away. I had planned, and saved my money for seven months. I didn't really talk about it either. I booked one flight, then the other, then the hotels, I looked online every single day for the best hotel deals and making sure I was near the beach, and near the city. That can be overwhelming to do when you don't know the area.
A lot of people gave out advice, where to go, what to do, where to eat, and where not to go. It made planning much harder. So I promised I'd never write a blog about what to do in LA, or rather, what not to do in LA.
There's so much to do, there's a lot to see and it's impossible to do it all in a week.
I also don't want to dwell on my trip either, but, my one week visit was a huge tease. I think about it every day, and I'm aching to go back.
I woke up the other day and realized, I am super single. I' don't have a boyfriend, or kids. I'm not even casually dating anyone special. What the "french toast" am I doing in New Hampshire?
So now I am, once again, browsing the net for my next adventure to California, except this time, on top of my to do list is:
1) Get a job, and
2) Find an apartment.
Have you ever been on vacation and knew you wanted to move there? Did you follow through with it?
That didn't happen.
There were times I said "this is the year I visit," but it never worked.
I've done a lot of things, and got really close to experiencing true success and true happiness. Then it all fell apart. It proves one of my favorite quotes to be true:
"Making it to the top is hard, but, staying there is harder."
I don't mind hard work, I don't mind sweating, or aches and pains. I fear complacency. I fear a stale, routine lifestyle and that's the life I have been living this past year. In return, I earned enough money to hop on a plane to visit the coast of California.
I didn't look at my bank account one day and book a last minute get-away. I had planned, and saved my money for seven months. I didn't really talk about it either
A lot of people gave out advice, where to go, what to do, where to eat, and where not to go. It made planning much harder. So I promised I'd never write a blog about what to do in LA, or rather, what not to do in LA.
There's so much to do, there's a lot to see and it's impossible to do it all in a week.
I also don't want to dwell on my trip either, but, my one week visit was a huge tease. I think about it every day, and I'm aching to go back.
I woke up the other day and realized, I am super single. I' don't have a boyfriend, or kids. I'm not even casually dating anyone special. What the "french toast" am I doing in New Hampshire?
So now I am, once again, browsing the net for my next adventure to California, except this time, on top of my to do list is:
1) Get a job, and
2) Find an apartment.
Have you ever been on vacation and knew you wanted to move there? Did you follow through with it?
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