So a big life update for me: I’m leaving New York City and moving to Minneapolis.
Living in New York City has always been a dream of mine ever since I can remember. After watching movies, seeing pictures, and hearing stories about the glitz and glamour of the city and how much “better” it was than everywhere else. I wanted to live here so badly so I could say I was a New Yorker.
But after reading a book about why people leave New York City and experiencing first hand what living in the city is like versus just visiting for a short while, I came to understand that New York is not for me. Sure, I love all of the restaurants, shops, meeting new people, and being immersed in this culture, but after a while, it’s draining. Paying more money in rent than my parents probably pay for their mortgage is exhausting, especially since how small my place is.
So I knew it was time to pack up and head back to my roots. I was born in Minnesota and lived there for nearly 13 years before moving to Wisconsin. Although I detest the winter in Minnesota and might die during those frigid months (OK, maybe that’s an exaggeration), I think Minneapolis is the right place for me at this point in my life.
I honestly don’t feel like I “didn’t make it” in New York because I did, just maybe not on the terms that society thinks. I came here and experienced just about everything I wanted to, and that’s enough for me. So below are a few of my favorite photos taken during my time in the city.
Everyone knows about the New York City famous landmarks: the Empire State Building, the Statue of Liberty, the Chrysler Building, Times Square, Broadway, etc. These pictures are more than that. They’re personal to my time here and the bond I built with the city.
A view of my apartment building in Brooklyn.
Some of the best pizza I ate while in New York City was from Fornino in Brooklyn.
Street musicians (or in this case, a train station musician) are really spectacles. So much talent and emotion in their performances.
It wouldn’t be New York City without seeing Carrie Bradshaw’s West Village apartment.
The Washington Square Park arch. Walking around a park in New York City is a breath of fresh air (literally). It’s one of the only times you’ll see more than one tree at a time.
The view from my doctor’s office in the Financial District. I wouldn’t mind staring out that window every day.
The Prospect Park arch in Brooklyn neighborhood of Park Slope. I love the architecture here.
My boss, Merissa, and coworker, Laura, and I at Google’s office in Chelsea trying on Google Glass. We picked up a pair of Glass for the New York Daily News team to experiment with.
A view of the city at night from the airplane after I arrived back from Christmas in Wisconsin.