Boy, do I have some Tales to Tell...
Thursday, August 10, 2006
 
The husband and I recently spent a weekend at a friend's place in Connecticut. During our stay, I learned a few things. For one, our friends are filthy rich. I mean, we stayed in the guest cottage out back. The one next to the building that is the cedar-lined gym that used to be a stand-alone closet. Anyway, I digress...

Since the weather was gorgeous, we decided to have dinner outside. So, we lit the torches and moved our tempura-battered, nori-wrapped tuna and salmon to the patio next to the rose garden. But again, I'm straying...

After the main course, while our hosts were inside getting dessert, while sipping on one of the best Nuits-St. Georges I have ever had, the husband turned to me and asked, "So, why are we living in the City again?"

I admit that when I am in the "country", I savor the quiet and slow-paced atmosphere. It's always a treat to be able to get away from my non-stop over-stimulating city life and be allowed to just sit back and breath without having to meet some goal or deadline. New York City can be strenuous: the heat, the walking, the climbing, the waiting. It can all take it's toll. It can make you long for quiet nights sitting on a porch sipping a refreshing drink. It can be expensive: the rent, the food, the taxes, the bills, the clothing. It can make you long for an extra bedroom or two (which you can get elsewhere with the rent you pay here).

New York City is just not for everyone. My sister lived here for almost 8 years and could not wait to move back to the West Coast. My husband has been in and out of the City for more than 20 years but this is the city that he always returns to. I have been here for 14 years. My childhood friend Janice thought she would give it a year; it's been almost five. There are many bloggers out there who move into New York City, only to up and leave within a year. And for every blogger who does that, there is one who cannot understand why.

Maybe it's why I call this city a "love it or leave it" city. The heat, the smells, the costs, the people, the noise, the culture, the vagrants, the movers, the shakers, the latest & greatest, the bests in their fields, the struggling, the wanna-be's, the geniuses, the know-it-all's, and many more - you either love it or leave it. And for most people, they just would rather leave it. But you know what? I purchased that delicious Nuits-St. Georges less than two blocks from my co-op. Which is why I live in the City. Later.
 
Comments:
I sometimes think about moving. But as a single guy, i'm just not sure if i could live anywhere but New York.
 
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