I didn't meant to be quite so harsh on SF and NY in my last post. I was really just pointing out the immediate livability that DC presented me with. It was definitely more of a "feel" than anything else - I think it's just somewhere that I think could really fit me. (Now I'm planning a long-term career path ending as a White House correspondent for the ABC. Or some other reputable paper/magazine/broadcaster. I've never actually had an endgame I thought I might enjoy before.) I wish summer internships worked the way they do in the States in Aus. Over our summer the whole country shuts down for Christmas, then starts up again in the New Year. There's no continuity the way things run in the summer here. It's just holidays for schoolkids, and maybe a long weekend or a week off for those in the "real world." I'd like to actually work in journalism for a while to see if I could actually cope with it. I don't know if I could cope with working for a local paper or the Courier Fail though - I mean, I know you don't start at the top, but I'd have to have an idea of what I would be working towards. I'm sure my idea of what it would be like isn't 100% accurate - I want to see if I think I'd enjoy it, and if I think I could cut it. This is the first "job" that I've felt like this about: actually wanting to investigate the possibilities it presents instead of regarding it with apathy.
I'll have to think about it a little more. I'm hoping this isn't one of those ideas that comes and goes though. I feel like this could be different. We'll see.
Hm. This post was meant to be about Bronvxille and Brooklyn, but it seemed to turn into a musing on my future career. Basically, we went to Brooklyn today (walked across the bridge, which was fun) and had AMAZING pizza at Grimaldi's, under the Bridge. It was pretty fantastic, and yes Gina, I now feel that Australian pizzas are eternally sub-standard. You've ruined me. Happy?
Tonight we had dinner at the Field Club and then had coffee with some of Gina's friends who are home from College. It's a completely different atmosphere than home is - the neighbourhood and the proximity of everything is really sweet. It's not just on TV that people walk over to each other's house just because they can - it's actually done here. I like it.
Mm, definitely time to sleep now.
Lx
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You can't walk to your friend's house in Australia? o_O
ReplyDeleteMmm pizza.
I think you'd make a lovely journalist. Like one of those women you see on the news, using the White House as a backdrop, talking about stuff. Totes.