Me and New York City
It has been 2 months since I arrived in New York but now that I have my own room and have registered to vote, I am starting to feel like an official resident. Here are some ways in which I have become fond of this crazy city:
- a plethora of cafes. Fact: I have a coffee app that leads me to the nearest independent cafe and it is by far my most used app.
- walking. Things are closer by foot than I think and the walk is always interesting. Before the snow hits, I'm trying to walk as much as possible.
- visitors. Everyone wants to visit NYC so I am guaranteed a steady flow of visitors. Huzzah.
- protests. Never again do I need to read about a protest happening in New York and wish I could've been there. No excuses now.
- museums. And in specific, 'pay what you wish' days at museums.
- parks, squares and benches. If there's a bench somewhere, even if it's in a 'park' between two lanes of traffic, chances are someone will be sitting on it. New Yorkers love being outside.
- architecture. It's amazing how a seemingly mundane building can be so beautiful if you only look up.
- my brother. After seven years of having the Atlantic ocean between us, now there's only two blocks. Things are back to normal.
- surprises. I never cease to be surprised by this city, whether it's turning the corner and finding a cobblestone street that looks like it's been pulled directly from the 1850s or watching a nine-year-old boy keep perfect rhythm on the djembe while riding the subway.