The last week.


Crazy New Orleans

Sitting and drinking beer on a hostel in New Orleans. Thinking back on the previous destinations that i went trough, some really wonderful cities with personality; Washington DC, Charleston, South Carolina, Miami, Florida and New Orleans, Lousiana.

Its less then a week left til i return to Sweden. I will make reports of all these cities when i get home. What awaiting for me now is a 1 day, 10 hour bus trip to Phoenix, Arizona. Then a 10 hour busride to Las Vegas, than after that i will end up in San Francisco and take the flight home.

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My New York City…


Worser then the movies

There were a few things i wanted to see in NYC. And i happened to see more stuff, that i forgot that I wanted to see. Here is a few examples.

People ice skating in NYC... feels really like a movie

I forgot i wanted to see people ice skating in NYC. But i think i have seen this in a couple of movies. Even though its always better in movies, i sadly want to add.

Two NYC cops

This cop got pretty upset, cause i took the photo without asking. And i told him that i could erase the picture. And then he told, me its fine, but i need to ask next time. And then i said. “Its Times Square”. And then i looked at me like i was a freak.

Central Park and NYC skyline

Central Park was what i could have imagined. The park was just like the movies.

The World Trade Center spot...

The American government executed this by themselves. Welcome to the staged WTC crash site. That launched several wars and a very high security clearance all over USA and the world.

All Seeing Eyes

At the subway, next to the WTC site you could see these eyes. That symbolize so much.

The Trump Tower

And Donald Trumps tower on fifth avenue. Not as luxurious as what I saw trough the camera lense on his show “The Apprentice”. I went in to the tower and it didnt really feel like what maybe Trump think it is. And this part of Fifth Avenue was very dirty and not as crowded and cool as i thought it would be.

The late night show...

Finally i saw this classic, David Letterman.

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New York Citys Times Square


Totally alone a rainy Thursday night

Part 2. THE spot

Me trying to be cool in New York City

 

New York City have crowded places everywhere it seems, but one of the spots that is most publicated is Times Square where tons of mostly tourists are. I can hardly imagine that a true New Yorker walks around there. And if u ever ask anyone around those more public places, usually a non New Yorker will reply.

Times Square

Times Square was a very sentimental place for me. I cant really describe it. I remember one night when i was out partying on my own on Manhattan, i went trough TS alone, in the middle of the night at 4… it was a bit rainy, and it was just me there. No one else. And i thought to my self, where is everyone? Wasnt NYC supposed to be the city which never ever slept.

That night on Times Square, most of the people slept, in that area anyway.

I had superhuge expectations on NYC and very strong critical weapons armed before i arrived there. But i used them, and NYC still has a high score.

The Broad broad way...

New York City is, trust me, a city which USA has nothing really to compare to.

A succesful and popular Swedish musical, Mamma Mia to the left

Here is one of my favourite pictures of NYC, chilidog, a taxi, some peopl. a car.

A little bit of everything...

Still Times Square...

I left New York City and it still on going, and on going and will never ever stop.

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The Prize of Capitalism


This is another Swedish written blog post, i will make a shorter translated version down below.

Befunnit mig två månader nu i det fria och galna landet USA. I luften hörs radiovågor från min dator. Lugna melodier som susar i rummet och klockan är nästan två på natten.

Mitt motelrum i Orlando i Florida, känns som vilket annat motelrum. Tygmattor som följer väggarna och runt i rummet, ett litet badrum och en liten alkov där en spegel är mot väggen, ett handfat. Något som också finns är kaffebryggaren och hårtorken. Verkar som det är en nödvändighet när man reser – för jag hittar det som standardinredning i varje rum jag hittills varit i.

Jag tog den koffeinfria påsen och drog igång en kopp svart kaffe. Har fortfarande en del skolarbete kvar som måste lämnas in imorgon, därför tar jag en väldigt sen skrivstund framför datorn.

Det är med blandade känslor jag skriver den här texten. En blandning av den där djupt skärande sentimentala känslan som går in i mitt väsen och kommer ut i ett bladder av bokstäver, som i det här fallet, den här blogposten. Eller blog posten. I Engelskan verkar dom sär–skriva, i Svenskan samman_för vi ord. Känns lite snurrigt.

Amerikaner är ett spännande folk. De svarta, vita, bruna och gula mixade i ett land som består av invånare med en härlig entusiam för livet och att lära sig om världen. Viktigt också att passa sig för att prata om färger. Vi är ett folk och inte en färg. Färgpratandet skapar avstånd mellan människogrupper och det syns tydligt. Gula umgås med gula. Svarta med svarta. Vita med vita. Sällan det sker översprång mellan färger. Det tycker jag är synd. Mina favoriter är Afrikanska Amerikaner. De är nästan alla otroligt charmiga, roliga och trevliga.

Men förövrigt, för resten av alla människorna som bor här, så genomstrålar de en otrolig nyfikenhet, öppenhet och kärlek mot sina medmänniskor. Väldigt mer vanligt förekommande än vad jag sett någon annanstans. Vad är det som gör att Europeer och Svenskar är så otroligt inåtvända. Vad har vi gjort för fel i våran kultur och när ska vi börja ändra oss? Varför ser vi inte alla människor på gatan som våra vänner och inte som främlingar?

Amerikanerna kan det där, men något som de definitivt inte kan, det är att vara socialistiska. Det finns nog inget annat land med så tydliga klyftor mellan människor än här i USA, kanske Kina är värre.

Är kapitalismen, pengavansinnet värt det? Vilket pris vill vi betala för att människor faller utanför systemet vi lever i. De betalar ett högt pris, I alla fall i Amerika. Priset att några få % blir rika och resten blir fattiga, lever i ständig skräck. Priset är en konstant kamp för överlevnad. Blir du sjuk, kan du lika gärna hälsa grannarna, att du kommer nog flytta. Förlorar du jobbet kan du hälsa familjen att det inte blir fler julaftnar med gröt och skinka. Du kanske riskerar att dö på gatan. Välja droger istället för vitaminer. Du kanske måste stjäla för att överleva. Det kanske går så långt att du mördar i kampen för ditt eget liv. Du kanske tappar hoppet om livet så mycket att du väljer självmord.

Jag förstår mig inte på Kapitalismen. Jag förstår mig inte på Amerikas politik. Jag börjar förstå det geniala och underbara med Socialism, som gör få rika, men alla välbärgade.

Men visst, det finns ju vissa människor som vill ha hus på varje kontinent. En bil för varje tillfälle. En kostym för varje dag om året.

Men vem vet, det kanske är värt allt det där mördandet och stjälandet.

The Prize of Capitalism

  1. Why do Swedish people see their own people as strangers, when most Americans see their fellow Americans as buddies.
  2. Capitalism makes a few people rich. Socialism makes no one rich, but everyone wealthy. In socialism people take care of each other. In Capitalism, everyone wants a car for every chore, a house on every continent, but people die on the streets.
  3. Whats the prize you would like to pay for capitalism?
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New York – the fruitsalad


New York the city of cities

Part 1. An alive city

I dont have to say much more. I think the word New York City, blows most of our minds. Close to all of the people who i talked about NY. loves this city. Age, background or whatever you can think of does not matter. Everyone loves this city. Including me.

My first photo inside NYC

. This boiling cool awesome totally bizarre and vibrating city is the coolest place so far i have put my feets in, and walked around in, smelled and experienced.

The feeling of walking down the streets on the different avenues and moving toward trough masses of people was a true blessing for me. It really entertained me. In this city i forgot about all bad things in the world, and i was totally occupied about everything else, that is – far more unimportant. I was totally sucked in to the madness. And i loved it.

Maybe the second impression of NYC. ....

It was this tasty fruitsalad, banans, mangos, and a big apple. And tons of other fruits i forgot the name of. I felt alive here. I layed in my bed and watched some house on distance. It was like this feeling of some disturbed happiness that came to me. To be in the center, where it all happens. To be where every one else is.

A random street corner.

To be in the myth, the legende, the most loved city in the entire world, gave an astounding impression and impact on me. Seeing Times Square was sentimental. So many places felt very sentimental.

Another picture example of a random avenue

“Where was my New York City? Was it supposed to be like this? Wasnt it supposed to be different? I am here. Wait i am really here. Wasnt it supposed to be more or maybe less?”

I remember my dream was to go to New York City when i was about 7 years old. I told a friend back then that i would go here before i was 20. I was 8 years late. But finally, finally i came and i saw and i loved – a city that is more then alive.

Very close to Times Square...

Its mad chaotic wonderful exciting alive.

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American girls…


Open and social

I might get a lot of threats from females who read this now… But as a explorer of USA, i want to do a little bit analyze of the American females.

I found out that they are loud and outspoken.

They are outgoing and communicative. Social and open.

They say what they want to say and they do it with confidence. They are tough and i get a sense that they are mostly all of them “Daddys girls”. Which i would say are more of a “masculine” energy. They are tough and strong and independent. They probably want a less stronger man. So they can feel that they are in charge.

And i think, or have an idea of what it is that makes it like that.

They know they need to fight as hell for money and freedom. They know they need a job and education, to not to be forced to live on the streets. So i guess that will form a tough, destinated ambitious female, that have to know what she needs to do. A kind of pressured feminine masculinity.

And still i dont understand why the american females are so aggresively open and communicative. They are frankly the opposite to european girls, which are mostly a bit more reserved and feminine in that way.

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Countdown to New York City


1 hour from NYC

Sitting on the bus. Seeing NYC thorn up in the horizont. I started to smile, i felt goosebumps on my arms.

I was excited. It was a huge feeling to see it from distance. How the gigantic buildings was kind of reaching the clouds. The energy pumping out trough the terrain, as big waves,  as the bus came closer and closer to this Mega city.

The list inside the Greyhound station

I saw this waiting in the line to sit on the bus. Pretty exctatic at this point.

Teaser one... pretty blurry...

Seeing this with my own eyes made me even more exctatic.

Jikes. What a city.

Shit. I am so close.

1 hour later, trough different weird routes, some time in carqueue, i eventually landed with the bus in New York City!

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Philadelphia, the cheese cream


Swarming with gays

I remember taking the night bus to Philly, as everyones call it. If you ever say Philadelphia to people, they will stare at you. Say “Philly” with confidence. I ended up on a 24/7 cafe; restaurant in the middle of the night at it was full of gays there. Even if the restaurant was not a true gay place, it just happened to be like that this day. There i ate a “Philly cheese steak”, they are contained by, a sandwich cheese, steak and onions. It tasted actually good.

People in philadelphia

I had the movie “Philadelphia” with Tom Hanks in mind. From that point and maybe Philly is a gay city? I never seen so many gays ever in any city. I guess i was at the “right” place or it was just a coincedence it was full of them. San Franciscos gays was not really in your face as here. They where everywhere.

An odd House in "Philly"

Philly seems to be a clean and good city. It felt also very American here, very industrial and the pulse came a bit stronger here, compared to Pittsburgh.

Philadelphia City Hall

The city hall with a fountain with the color for cancer awareness. I close the city of Philadelphia with the comment… It tastes better then the Philadelphia cheese cream or something.

 

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Pittsburgh, the real american city…


The Steel City

After that little fadace at the hostel, the day after i had one day in Pittsburgh. Luckily I met this senior citizens couple on Starbucks and they drove me around and showed me their Pittsburgh.

Pittsburgh Skyline

I went to Pittsburgh cause of several reasons. It feels rough though. It feels like a city with a lot of factories and also just by hearing the name it sounds very American. This is probably the first cities, after midwest that might be rougher than the normal American friendliness, according to me. But the friendliness keeps coming and is showing up anyway. Even if it’s located so far to the east so to speak.

Beautiful river outside the Pittsburgh...

Considering that i have been recently in the midwest and west, I don’t think this city stands out with niceness. But on the other hand it is not rude. Actually this city has been prized being the “Most Liveable City In USA” from several sources, just recently, 2010, from Forbes and Yahoo, it got number 1  on those reviews.  I don’t know why i keep bringing the “friendliness” and “niceness” up all the time, but it seems like it’s a common “talk-thread”, when meeting people on the road. That includes Americans themself. Often i hear comments like, “They are nice” or “They are rude there”. Before anything like this: “You should see that and that”, always commenting the people before the attractions. And also i heard that Pittsburgh has a common friendlieness.

Red thick stone building, feels very much Pittsburgh over the color and the building itself....

Pittsburgh is the second largest city in Pennsylvania, the city has 446 bridges and an old steel manufacturing base.

Pittsburgh inner city has 300 000 happy citizens, including me when i was there…

The special dark mirror shady glass structures in Pittsburgh makes it stand out

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The hostel was closed down in Pittsburgh


The Jetni

I arrived in Pittsburgh maybe one week ago. The bad, but funny thing was that i googled a hostel here. And i showed up at the address, but what i found was a hostel which had been closed down for seven years.

Pittsburgh Police

And the hostel was now a Policestation… with a swedish flag, probably from the hostel years…

The Pittsburgh Hood

When i took this picture, a guy was looking at me like i was a weirdo. Like, how can a tourist take a picture of my hood. There was a lot of shady people in this area, located on one of the hills in Pittsburgh.

So from there i took a Jetni. Its a cab, but with a private driver. Look out for monstrous overprizing. I took this Jetni to a motel 6 for 17 dollars. The cab back to the city cost 18 dollars. So in this case i saved 1.

I stayed at a Motel 6

Now i learned to use www.hostelworld.com so i wont end up in a hostel which was closed again…

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