A Note on Style

For people not accustomed to my writing style, I'd like to introduce the strange world of how I type. Possibly in bullet point form:

• Although sometimes it may appear I am depressed, or forlorn, or similar, I am in fact just overally emotive as I like that style of writing.
• I tend to drift off onto tangents, ramblings and attempt to write about something in a manner that's not typical. I also sound pretentious.
• I often make up words that sound vaguely correct, or extend certain roots to words that are nonsense but often seem to make sense. I can't think of any now.
• I sometimes write in the third person. This is mainly to amuse myself, and not some deeply rooted attempt at having a superiority complex.
• This blog is written to be child, adult, and relative friendly. I hope.
• I normally write this sort of thing in a coffee shop, after too much caffeine, so its level of sensology could possibly be askew.
• Black. No Sugar. No Milk.
  

Finally I shall leave you with how Rachel describes my writing style:

"humoristique, quelquefois assez 'geeky'...I don't know, just natural, funny, slightly eccentric...humour and sarcasm and info and emotastic doodles"

Sunday 11th November

Well hello there.

I decided it would be far more interesting for all readers if I actually explained what I was doing in America, where I'm going and the such like. So, for one night only, the itinerary of my ameriland adventure *drum roll*:

12th November
Fly across the roaring waves of the Atlantic to New York

12th-22nd November
Stay in the Jazz on the Park Hostel, where I shall experience the wonders that exist in Manhatten and the surrounding tourist extravaganza

22nd-23rd November
On Thanksgiving night (which I didn't realise) I'm travelling by good old fashioned train to Chicago, over night. For only 4o quid!

23rd-29th November
Staying at the Hosteling International - Chicago. Where I shall visit whatever happens to be in Chicago. You may notice a pattern of my general ignorance.

29th November - 1st December
Once more, luckily not on any form of public celebration, I shall traverse the entire country of the United States via train to the city of San Francisco. Which I hear has culture, and other such exciting revelations.

10th December
I return home, a more jaded, worldly and better hairstyled Tom. On a plane. With wings. And other such technological advancements.