I got so many anecdotes and things to explain about my trip to New York... Since, to be honest, I don't feel able to summarize it in just one paragraph, I am just going to share with you some feelings I had in a certain moment of my stay in the States. Maybe, another day I'll write something else related to it.
Liberty Island, NYC. I look at Manhatan's skyline. I can't move the smoky Twin Towers picture away from my mind. I can't help thinking of Madrid's plane crash. Despite all these misfortunes, I feel in the need, I MUST, enjoy the vacation, I have to concentrate myself on the 'unique and enviable' moments I am tasting. Thanks to Woody Allen's "Vicky Cristina Barcelona", a fleeting homesick whips my senses during some seconds. Fortunately, it doesn't last that long.
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