After spending time in Boston and falling head over heels in love with everything the beautiful historic city has to offer, New York had a lot to live up to. However, before boarding the train to the Empire State, I had a pretty good feeling that it may not be on the top of my ‘must return to’ list. I tried with all I had, to give it a fair chance and approach the city with an open mind. New York, had other plans.
I understand the appeal; the bright lights, the shopping, the arts, the adventure. I strive for a slower pace though. So, when Mr. T. and I planned our short adventure out to New York, I feel I had a relatively accurate expectation formulated in my mind. The shows were absolutely incredible, the streets felt safe(ok, this one I was a little surprised by), the cheesecake was decadent, and the shopping, expensive. However, there were a few things that I didn’t anticipate. The first being the smell. I’m still lacking the vocabulary to describe this one to you. Something hot, rotting, and absolutely vile. Our first endeavor with the New York City subway tested our nostrils… and stomachs. Fortunately, this seemed to be where the worst of the smell stemmed from, but it definitely wasn’t our last encounter with it.
The second bit of New York trivia I was not informed of prior to our trip was just how dirty the city is. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not typically one to get my mind running crazy with thoughts of the number of germs crawling on every surface, by my goodness we went through a LOT of hand sanitizer while visiting the city. Mind you, we earned our right to feel this way… a few days into our visit, we returned to our hotel room from a long day of walking and shopping and Mr. T. plopped down on the bed to take off his shoes and relax. I glimpsed the bottom of his runners – normally florescent yellow, were now heavily smeared with bright red and accents of lumpy brown. To this day we still have no idea what he stepped on and I’m not sure I want to know, but his shoes were immediately quarantined to a plastic bag and disinfecting showers were had by all.
Maybe our mistake was ending this trip with New York opposed to starting it there. Or possibly, I gave my whole heart to Boston and couldn’t handle the guilt of cheating on my new lover.
In all honestly, I would love to return to take in a few more shows, buy cheap seats for a baseball game and gather the courage to try a street hotdog. I just need some time to clear my nostrils and possibly update my tetanus shots.
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Great read!!! Gorgeous blog!
Thank you very much, Michelle! Thanks for taking the time to stop by and read :)
Yes, the life in the big city is not for me either. Happy to hear you enjoy aspects of it and your amazing photo’s certainly reflect that.