I remember reading about this place in the paper once, and I so desperately wanted to go then. Maybe, in future I will.
It’s name means “No Star” and I really wanted to go to the Switzerland one, but that’s closed now. However, it certainly wasn’t expensive there, and I can’t think that the guys who came up with it would want to wring people for cash, just because of demand, right?
I spend my life in a horrible cycle of familiarity. The last time I felt truly, really alive was when I went down to Oxford for my university interview. Then everything was new, and the adrenaline helped the feeling, as did the hope that all these good things were to come in future.
Since then, I’ve just become so bored with where I live – it’s gotten worse since we moved house (used to live in a really awesome place in the middle of nowhere with the best neighbour ever, and now we live in a claustrophobic and unfriendly suburb).
I just need something new and exciting, and I know that travelling would give me that. I really want to go to Japan at some point, and God willing, if everything’s ok there, I will.