I’ve been in New York City over twenty four hours.
For me, that’s a first. Growing up in New Jersey, the Big Apple was a rare day trip that began and ended with the work day. It was the Statue of Liberty, Times Square, and Broadway. That’s it. I was a tourist in every sense of the word. Of course, I’m still a tourist. Even if I manage to make this move permanent, it’s going to take a while to shake the tourist bug.
In the past twenty-four hours, however, I’ve made progress.
For instance, I purchased a Metrocard. That’s a big deal. It means I’ll be here for some time—and that I intend to explore as much of the city as possible. So far, I've navigated the subway four or five times. (Hooray!) Granted, I had to study the map for ten minutes, but still. Progress.
I had never taken the New York subway before. It brought back memories of el metro in Sevilla, albeit significantly dirtier. In fact, this entire experience--The New York University Summer Publishing Institute (SPI)--reminds me of studying abroad. New city. New people. New food.
Food. Today I ate gelato. It was glorious.
Anyway, I'm going to try this blogging thing again as I attempt to make New York City home.