NYC has been on my mind of late. It seems as if everyone loves NYC. A dear friend of mine and her hubby are currently visiting the Big Apple, she's posted several Intagrams of their adventures, it looks very intriguing. There's a blogger that I visit every now and again that lives in New York City, she'll post several photos of her daily NYC adventures, replete with a forest of tall buildings, people, and places to visit. She loves living there, or so it seems. Daughter and Son-in-law are planning a visit to the Big Apple, she's excited. Another friend of mine is itching to go back, especially at Christmas she says. I can't say I share their sentiments. When I see photos of New York City I get claustrophobic. Too many people, too many buildings, too much noise, toomuchtoomuchtoomuch. There was a time when I thought I would like to visit the Big Apple, now I just want wide open spaces
and a forest that's really a forest.
I know, don't judge you've never been.
If someone were to give me an all expenses paid trip to New York City, I wouldn't turn it down...I don't think I would. But, I've become a real country girl, complete with cows and tractor driving and I'm most comfortable in My Little Corner of Texas.