USA April-May 2015 (part 6)

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I should be preparing myself for a massive event over in Norway, where I’ll be playing the classical-crossover album all by myself only with backing tracks,along with almost 2 hours of heavy metal and an acoustic set! I also have an acoustic set coming up over at a Radio Show in a couple of days, so what better way to prepare….than to watch American Horror Story Season 3 😲😱 πŸ˜‹πŸ˜‹ Normally I don’t watch TV or TV-shows, but once I start watching AHS there is no turning back. I’ve been feeling slightly guitar-fatigued after my return home, so that might be why I just feel like watching something while eating unhealthy snacks.

So what should I blog about? Another U.S Entry….hmmm….alright then.Β One last entry about my US trip before I return to my usual ” I’m supposed to NOT blog about music and work” entries.

Soooo, how was my last day over at the big apple?

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Well to my great joy, I figured that my flight was pretty late in the evening which meant that I had the whole day free in New York! Before I went to bed I had all sorts of ambitious plans about what kind of sightseeing I was gonna do the day after…but waking up on the 3rd I was like…ehhh….after all the rushing about it was pretty appealing to just lay in bed and I was also pretty tired of spending money. I had lots of unexpected expenses on my trip, which is what happens whenever you travel.

I also figured out the night before I was gonna leave, that in my “oh-my-God-I’m -going-to-Guitar-World-mode” I had forgotten to pack enough clothes, which is always an annoying discovery when you are adventuring around. Always pack more than you need! Guess I was just thinking about guitar-guitar-guitar 😱

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My ambition that day pretty much amounted to:

1-buy underwear

2-get food

3-walk around Central Park

4-get to the airport

And that was pretty much it. It was good that I was tired of spending too, because lo and behold little did I know that Sunday’s are terrible for travelling with a cab to Newark Β Airport, so I got the most amazing cab bill….125$….that’s one cab ride ladies and gentlemen. I didn’t know that, but now I’ve warned others in case any Europeans decide to travel to New York and go home on a Sunday, using a cab to the airport πŸ˜› It’s pretty much 60$ to go to JFK if anyone wondered. And what’s up with the tipping? I’m used to cab drivers giving me change???? Anyway, here we go….

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Did I find my underwear? Yes I certainly did.

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Did I find my food? Yes.

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And did I get my walk? Yes, here is some more New York Architecture:

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I was contemplating going to this museum…but…hmmm..changed my mind.

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Goth house spotted. I saw THE most amazing, “goth-palace” over in New Jersey, when I visited DR Strings. Apparently it is an art museum.

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Some more New York Architecture:

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Shoe fashion for men, I seriously hate feet, but I just thought this looked funny. Especially the white ones.

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Did I get my walk around Central Park? Certainly. Ever since I moved to a tiny British Village I have become quite fond of nature.

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Don’t get fooled though, you are still in the city….

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My dessert as I walked around.

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Sooo, did I fall in love with New York? Not really. I think I’ve moved way too much. I’ve seen too many places so it takes a lot for me to connect to a new place.
New York reminded me of London, more than anything.

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Sooo, back to the apartment to clean up after myself. If you are a guest somewhere remember to take off your bed linen and clean up. To few remember to do this. A hotel is a hotel, someones home/property is different. Buy your own food and clean up your mess.

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This is what I do when I change strings btw. I do this so no pieces will be loose anywhere, painful if you step on them, you know.

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My kind of book.

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It’s either profiling, psychology, old classics or biographies. I used to go to the library all the time as a child, I loved books, I was reading all the time. Now I got piles of books I never have the time to read πŸ™‚ I would recommend checking out a book called “You Are Not So Smart”. It’s totally brilliant. It’s about how the mind plays tricks on us all the time. It’s seriously worth a read.

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Gone with the wind.

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I’ve joined a torture club.

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Sooo, I’ve officially joined a running club and went there for my 3rd time yesterday. We did a 12K run and I was determined to do it, ha-ha! I felt really awesome when I was done even though my legs felt like jello! Didn’t feel that badass this morning though :/ I’m now laying in bed unable to move! Walking the stairs feels like torture and sitting down is even worse! I didn’t eat until someone was kind enough to bring me food in bed πŸ˜› No guitar playing on me today unless I can play laying down :/ If I ever recover πŸ˜› I cannot wait until next time! Hopefully my non-existing running endurance will pick up soon πŸ˜›