For my Journey’s course, my class traveled to New York City. We spent weeks before hand learning about the art scene in the city as well as mentally preparing ourselves for the immensity and overwhelming largeness of New York. Once there, we stayed in a hostel, which was a dorm-like environment with multiple people sleeping in one room. We mainly traveled by foot, bus, and subway, experiencing firsthand the bustle of the city, both above and below ground. We watched two plays, one of which was The Fiddler on the Roof, and we visited multiple museums. It was amazing seeing how the city was literally overflowing with art and culture, since every turn we made we encountered murals, street art, musicians, and museums.
As an 18 year old, it was my first time going on a trip without my family and I definitely felt anxious but also excited. This trip allowed me to experience the thrill of seeing new things and going new places. Ever since I was young, I knew I wanted to travel and this experience solidified that desire. I had already been to New York City once but this time I was able to visit new places that I honestly would not have visited otherwise. I fell in love with New York the first time I visited, and I had always dreamed about living there once I was older. Even though it’s been three years since we went, I still remember the awe and giddiness I felt while exploring the city.
I think that trip inspired me to go out and explore the world around me. Being in New York allowed me to realize the wealth of new experiences that are available to me, even in my own state. Ever since then, I’ve been chasing the same giddiness I felt in New York, searching for experiences that are not only for entertainment but also for my own enrichment. Although I’m not artistically inclined, I was able to gain a wider appreciation for art in all its forms.