Three months in New York immersed me in the energy and excitement of this vibrant city. Adjusting to daily life in other places may have been more challenging, but few could have been more thrilling for me.
Coming from San Francisco, I didn’t need to learn a foreign language, adjust to an exotic diet, or take extraordinary disease prevention precautions. Rather, I lived my normal routines: going to the health club, buying groceries, doing business, and running errands, except I did them while savoring the sights and sounds of Manhattan.
Living in a Midtown East apartment gave me access to all that the city has to offer. The view from my balcony and rooftop was of the skyline and East River. I could go anywhere by walking or public transportation. Daily errands and shopping trips took me by landmarks such as Grand Central Station and the Empire State Building while the smell of roasting chestnuts wafted from street vendors’ carts. When a record-breaking snowstorm hit the city, I happily trudged through snow-packed streets to Central Park to see a winter wonderland. I explored neighborhoods, each with their unique character. I enjoyed galleries, museums, Broadway plays, unexpected events, and meeting people from all over the world.
During my stay, I didn’t work in a Madison Avenue advertising agency, spend weekends in the Hamptons, or get mistaken for a supermodel on 5th Avenue. I just had an affair with Manhattan and left there with one of my favorite memories.