The dates are fuzzy, so mind this.
One night in October of 2002 ( I think it was around the 20th ), my family had a dinner at Paul’s Place ( Click and go eat here for me ) in Merced, California. It was awesome. We had the whole restaurant just about. All of our friends were there. From the Osbourne’s to the Neal’s. We had the Brays from Atwater there too, which was great. I can still look back on that night and smile knowing that so many people would miss us.
After spending like 3 hours at Paul’s, everyone headed up to the Train Station, where we would say our final goodbyes and the end of my American Adventure.
So before I continue:
I just want to say that I miss everyone and love you all so much, especially the following:
Robyn Blackwell, James Bray, Donny Bray, Dawna Bray and Vicky Bray, Elizabeth McCarthy, Samantha Rodrigues ( even though you didn’t come ), the Osbourne Clan, The Neal’s, and well everyone.
We traveled by train from Merced to Mount Shasta ( Click and follow along ). I slept the whole time pretty much. I was also being a little emo bitch cause I was leaving a place I’d finally figured out where I belonged. When I woke up, I was informed that a train had derailed and we’d been sitting there for 4 hours already ( Yeah, I woke up at like 11 am ). We were then informed that buses would be taking us from Mt Shasta to Spokane, Washington, a trip that would take 11 hours, we had to be there in 8.
So, the bus drivers tag teamed that bitch and drove as fast as they could so that we didn’t miss our next train across the top of the United States. We made it. In fact, we got there with like 30 minutes to spare. Go us. From Spokane we traveled to Chicago. In Chicago, we had about 3 hours. This afforded us enough time to run out of the station, through the traffic and up this little building Chicago likes to show off.
I’ve been up this
Side Note: I’ve slept all the way from Spokane to Chicago, except for the rare occasion I woke up and was all ‘Umm, where are we? I’m hungry’ Pretty slack I know, but I was being an emo bitch!
After leaving Chicago, we carried on towards my favorite city behind San Francisco. NEW YORK CITY!
Oh, and we passed by this place:
We arrived in New York City on a Friday, I know this because I do? We had until Sunday before we flew to some shit little European Country that I may or may not originally have come from.
In New York, we had New York pizza. And went to the following images:
Such an amazing place
We met this guy there:
Not really naked, is he?
Microsoft had taken over an area for an event.
Such an amazing view
So close to Lady Liberty.
There were many more places we managed to visit in New York City, but nothing like what we saw when we went to this place:
A moment of Silence
What we saw in October 2002
After a wonderful 72 hours in New York and an amazing 7 years in the United States, I left. I flew from John F Kennedy Airport to Heathrow Airport, London,England.