Everyone has her/his own religious experience at least once in her/his life.

My mate Matt told me that when he was in Bodh Gaya, the place where Gautama Buddha attained unsurpassed and supreme Enlightenment, he had the most intense religious experience ever.

He felt dizzy. He had hallucination. He puked out his breakfast. He saw some mysterious patterns of the future.

Likewise, I got my spiritual occurrence in the supermarket of Union Square.

The first night in New York, I spend my first couple of hours in Whole Foods Market. I found myself surrounded by a world of commodity, blueberry muffin, white chocolate cookie, ginger bread, baby spinach, cereal, turkey leg, Norwegian salmon and etc.

They even have 30 kinds of peanut butter. CRAZY!

In my local Sainsbury, there are only two kinds: value and taste the difference. And they taste exactly the same.

In Britain, people often talked about youth drinking problem and the crumbling health system. Maybe the reason is purely simple: comparing to the general bad food, alcohol is the only variety in life.

In here, Whole Foods Market provides the answer: who needs NHS and your GP anyway? Just go to your local supermarket!

You will find everything in there.

When I was waiting in the boarding gate. There was an announcement that the military personnel and the ‘global services’ please start boarding in the priority entry. Then several guys with military jarheads stood up and entered.

I like the openness of the American secret agency, and how the phrase of ‘global services’ sounds like an amazing pizza delivery business.

Two of the good things of taking long distant flights are:

A. you get alcohol for free (which is only illusional, because they already charged you a huge sum of money in the first place.)

B. you get to watch the latest movies ( you can also do it by simply downloading at home, and you don’t have to fasten the seat belt on your own sofa )

When my airplane hit through the depressive London clouds and roared into the sky. I was watching the movie Side Effect, in which Jude Law playing a psychiatrist in New York.

(Ever since I came to the UK, I found out that most of my favorite Hollywood actors/actresses are actually British. Paradoxically, the reason is not the Britishness they kept, rather, is how American they are and how fake their accent could be. )

Jude Law reminded me that, I am actually flying to New York—in few hours, I will be standing on the streets of Manhattan—the city will jump out of the screen and become a matrix of reality. This fact deeply shocked me.

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One of the flight attendants looks strikingly similar to Lori from the Walking Dead.

“Sir, can I get you anything? ” Every time when she came to me, my mind always pop up images of zombies chewing human flesh.

This is my travel to New York, my surrealistic adventure: I am physically approaching New York in the speed of 600 mph, watching New York on the screen which is shaking by the jet engines like a vibrator, and Lori charged me 7 dollars for a glass of wine.