Friends, family, and even strangers have all been asking me how I like New York. For those of you that don't know, I have been living in New York this semester to do an internship with Dateline--which by the way has been literally amazing. But living in New York has not been all it's cracked up to be.
To make it all work I've been staying with a family in the Bronx. This family has 5 kids and it takes me about an hour and 15 minutes to get to work each day. So what time is the alarm set for with a commute time like that? Bright and early at 4 a.m. And no this place that I am staying is not the "W" and I am most certainly not living on Park Avenue though I dream about it sometimes.
Where I live is smelly and stinky and loud. (By the way if you don't like complaining you may not like this blog very much...or if you're a New York fan.) Though the place I live is less than pretty the people really seem to like it there. But I have grown attached to my commute buddies (who are really not my friends but just people I think are my friends in my head--I've never actually talked to them.) But we take the same bus and get on the same subway at the same time everyday. So that's pretty cool.
But what's not cool is leaving work to hop on a "packed like sardines" subway with some smelly people (not everyone is smelly) and New Yorkers have no manners when it comes to music. Has it ever occurred to anyone that not everyone wants to hear your music? Apparently not.
But New York has this spirit about it that is simply amazing and unlike any other place in the world (and I've traveled a lot). The opportunity and determination that lives in this place is infectious and I am so glad I got to spend time here.
But honestly...I still don't know why Jenny from the Block keeps singing about the "south, south Bronx". As a resident it's not that great--just saying.
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