One of the advantages of having a vivid imagination is that writing can be such fun; you’re never quite sure what will happen next in a story. But the disadvantages?
Ah. Yes. Those.
By the time this post will be live, I will probably be on my way to America. Probably. Remember that ‘vivid imagination’ I was just telling you about? It can be a bit of a pain.
For instance, I have a suitcase. It’s pink. It just fits the airline’s regulations for a carry on case. In my mind, that suitcase is taken away from me. It doesn’t fit. A stern member of the cabin crew is unforgiving and stoic. They charge me my first-born child, a fortune and my soul to put it in the hold.
Or, I get to America. And miss my train. An American train. I have enough trouble with English public transport, but American?! Everything is bigger there, is it not? INCLUDING MY MISHAPS! I’ll miss my train and the next train (yes, I’ve booked two trains just in case) and then I am stranded in America. In a big city. On my own.
I’ll get hopelessly lost and it will be dark and my life will end in one big hodgepodge of embarrassment and regret.
Or, I’ll climb into a cab only to find that *plot twist!* it isn’t a cab.
Do you see the pitfalls of a vivid imagination? Do you? Do you?!! It’s agony and despair and annoyingly, quite hilarious when you really think about it.
All the best adventures are the ones that are surprising. In the meantime, I’ve chosen the book to take with me (Rebecca by Daphne Du Maurier) and need a good night’s sleep to prepare for the ridiculous time I have to leave in the morning.
Vivid Imagination, I defy you. Whatever does happen – be the journey bad or good, full of worry or realising that my phone doesn’t call American numbers and I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHAT THE THING YOU ADD TO THE THING IS … I’m going to relish it as an adventure and pray with the desperation of an Englishwoman who has just realised she’s not going to taste True Tea for a while.
if she hasn’t accidentally caught the wrong flight and found herself stranded in the jungles of Darkest Peru, Ness will be back in six weeks
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SO EXCITED FOR YOU!!! How daunting must that me, though, to go to a completely different country all by yourself?! I couldn’t do it. I admire your bravery. 😉 Best of luck! (Oh and Rebecca *may* not be the best book to bring if you’re staying away from letting your imagination go into overdrive. lol.)
Yay! Have fun! Have you ever been to America before?
By the bye, do tell us what you think of Rebecca after you read it. I read it several months ago, and I have to confess I didn’t like it very much. Maybe you’ll have greater luck. 🙂
Haha! I traveled to America from Australia and it was horribly daunting. Especially when a scary man at LAX seemed not to want to let me in. All I could think was, “If I have to make that 10-hour flight again right away I’M GOING TO DIE”.
Hope you have fun! It’s funny the whole thing about trains… I’ve only ridden a train twice (?) my whole life in the U.S. Sometimes I forget that we even have trains here, lol.
I AM EXACTLY THIS WAY!!! Even though I’ve never done anything half so terrifying as going to America (or… in my case… England…?) I still always imagine horrible things happening to me. >.>
I hope none of these, or any other horrid things, will happen to you and that you’ll have a great time this side of the pond! ^_^ I’ll miss you and will patiently await your return! 🙂 ❤