When I travel abroad, I sometimes feel like a little town boy. Scared of not being enough or not knowing enough. I am afraid of screwing it or getting completely lost. But, isn’t it the point of travelling at all?
So when I stepped on New York city I thought it would be… overwhelming. But it wasn’t. Is it huge? Absolutely. Is it full of skyscrapers? Yes, it is. Probably overcrowded and rushed. But in a strange way it felt like home.
Maybe I’m ready. Ready to finally live abroad. Ready to bite the big apple.
PD: Visiting New York is like visiting a movie, so that I loaded CineStill 800 in my old Leica M2. Hope you enjoy the grain and the overly contrasted tones :)