Intrepid Times.
An Australian Traveler Encounters Everything that Is New York City
The millionth yellow cab tooted its horn and my brain throbbed ominously, as if moments from imploding. We had landed at LaGuardia just forty minutes earlier and I already wanted to crawl back to the departure terminal and catch the next flight anywhere.
I’d soon learn that beeping was an essential part of the New York City auditory landscape, but at that moment it was all too much. New York was sensory overload and for a jet-lagged traveller, it felt unbearable.
