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Day 202: The last day in North America

Today was going to be a chill day. My flight was leaving JFK International Airport later tonight. I woke up around 8:30 am, and the bus was at a standstill—traffic jam everywhere. It was insane, cars as far as the eye could see. In the distance, I could make out Manhattan, but it was still miles away. We were stuck in the bus lane queue, but then the driver decided to take an alternate route. He came over the speakers, telling us that at least now, we were moving. We got to the Port Authority Bus Terminal around…

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The New York Stock Exchange on Wall Street, New York City
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Day 194: Grand Central Station and Wall Street

Today’s agenda included visiting some of New York’s iconic landmarks, Grand Central Station and Wall Street. I woke up around 9 am, mindful of the 11 am check-out deadline. After a quick shower, I set aside time to handle an important phone call. The previous night, I’d noticed an email from the airline asking me to contact them urgently. Without a local SIM card, I opted to call via Skype—an affordable and practical solution. Unfortunately, the wait was excruciatingly long, made worse by the endlessly looping hold music that tested my patience. I explained the issue to the airline representative…

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Day 193: Central Park and Top of the Rock

Today’s plan was to see Manhattan from above at Top of the Rock! The morning started around 11 am as I got ready, though I wasn’t feeling great—last night’s craziness and too much alcohol had taken its toll. A lingering disappointment from the night before weighed on me; I hadn’t exchanged contact information with Kim, the girl I’d met. It was frustrating, especially since this was probably the third time I’d met someone amazing but lost the chance to reconnect. It really bothered me. In the afternoon, it was back to the laundromat for some laundry. While waiting, I grabbed…

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Day 192: Watching Football and another night out

Tonight, I planned to watch the Dutch football match at Tonic Times Square bar. I woke up around 11:30 am, got ready quickly with a shower, shave, and brushing my teeth. Afterward, I messaged Steve to tell him about my plans and invited him to join if he felt like it and had the time. The Tonic Times Square bar I found online was going to be packed with Dutch fans, so I knew I had to get there early. If I didn’t, they might send me to their sister bar, where I’d read they’d immediately send families with children…

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Day 191: Fireworks at Brooklyn Bridge

Today, I planned to watch the Fourth of July fireworks near the Brooklyn Bridge. Rolling out of bed around 2 p.m., the aftermath of last night hit me—it had been wild, far beyond what I’d anticipated from the meeting. The first five minutes still stood out: the moment I nearly walked away but decided to stay. Fast forward to 6 a.m., and I was finally back at the hostel, exhausted but thrilled. A Well Deserved Bath With Drew gone, I had the entire dorm to myself for the day. Taking full advantage of the solitude, I filled the tub using…

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A packed crowd a fratty bar, New York City
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Day 190: My first couch surf meeting

Stepping out of my comfort zone, I planned to attend my first couch surf event today. The day started late, around 11 a.m., as I woke up feeling tired and unmotivated to head into the city. The idea of visiting Rockefeller Center and its observation deck crossed my mind, but instead, I focused on writing. Progressing through my articles, I managed to upload content up to the Bahamas section—a small but satisfying achievement. Scrolling the internet, I felt a bit desperate to find some company. The hostel was nearly empty, and I really wanted to celebrate the 4th of July…

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Day 189: Exploring New York’s Manhattan

Today was the day to explore Manhattan in New York. I woke up around noon, taking my time to ease into the day. The hostel surprised me with its cleanliness—kudos to the management. The bathroom was spotless and even had a bathtub. I indulged in a long, relaxing shower, appreciating how modern and well-maintained it was. Most hostels tend to have terrible showers, with broken heads that barely produce a trickle of water, but this one was a refreshing exception. Once I was ready, I left the hostel without having breakfast, planning to find a Subway restaurant somewhere in Manhattan…

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Day 188: From Laos Singapore to New York

Today, I planned to spend most of my time exploring the neighborhoods of Queens in New York. I woke up around 7 a.m., right on time. After a refreshing shower, I brushed my teeth and styled my hair. While packing, I realized I had lost two t-shirts in the Bahamas. “Oh well, things happen,” I shrugged. On the bright side, I found my belt tucked away in my backpack. I thought it was gone for good, but thankfully, it wasn’t. Around 7:20 a.m., I checked out of the hostel and headed to a Subway shop three blocks away. I decided…

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Day 187: The last day chillin’ at the Bahama’s

Today would be my last day in the Bahamas. I woke up around 8 AM feeling absolutely dreadful. Pulling back the curtains, I saw a thick blanket of clouds outside—not exactly inspiring. Deciding to prioritize sleep, I crawled back into bed and aimed for a late checkout around 10:50 AM. The tour would have to wait, but honestly, with the limited time and gloomy weather, I didn’t mind skipping it. After resetting all my alarms, I crawled back into bed for a bit more rest. By 10:10 AM, I finally woke up and got moving. I packed my small bag…

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Day 186: How a jet lag can ruin your day

Today was a day of relaxing at the Grand Lucayan Resort. I woke up feeling completely drained, like I’d spent the night partying—except I hadn’t. Groggily, I glanced at the fancy alarm clock on the nightstand: 4:30 PM. “That can’t be right. Where’s my phone?” I muttered, fumbling around until I found it on the floor. One look at the screen, and I blurted out, “You’ve got to be kidding me.” I had been out like a light last night—deep, blissful sleep. The bed was just that good. Maybe too good, if I’m honest. Thinking back, I remembered another near-miss…

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