Here is my perspective:
This was a great challenge for the week and a topic that caused me to really re-think about some of my past travels in a different light. I’ve traveled all over the world and I love this part of my life and this part of this job I have. However, after my travels I always seem to come back to the U.S. loving it even more than before I left. The place I find I love the most is New York.
There is just something about this city that makes me happy. The people are fantastic, the buildings are amazing and there is ALWAYS something interesting going on. Even when NOTHING is going on.. there is SOMETHING going on. It is a city that never really sleeps but even with that you can find your moments of quiet and solitude.
I have been treated so kindly by New Yorkers and am always shocked when I hear people say rude things about the city or the people. If you want to be involved there are a million opportunities. If you want peace and quiet you can have it in a natural setting or even in the middle of a crowded street. The people will engage you or leave you alone based on your stance and attitude.
There is art and culture mixed with grime, crime and graffitti, good and bad, quiet and chaos. It’s the one place in the world you can have it all.. or have absolutely nothing and be o.k. You can travel to Italy or China in 10 minutes. High end stores or sidewalk sales. Hundreds of great places to eat, several dozen modes of transportation quirky characters all in one place. What more could you ask for?
Though I can’t really live there right now, I think that eventually I might. It’s expensive and I’m not from New York so moving there might be a little hard for me to do. I’m not quite sure how to bring this up but it would be so much easier for me to make that transition if New York would just adopt me. Yes, you heard me.. I want the City to adopt me. I’m not talking about getting a key to the city.. I’m talking about the City actually legally adopting me. I realize that would probably entail me changing my last name to York.. or even New York but I’m ok with that. Why should the city adopt me? Why can’t I move there without that happening? I don’t know it’s just my perspective that I am a good fit and this is something that should happen.
I’ve included some photos of some of my favorite things in NY. If anyone reading this knows how I might be able to get the paperwork started don’t hesitate contacting me. I’m only sort of joking.
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