I hate that I love New York City so much. How tiresome. And clichéd. But I can’t help it, I can hardly explain why it appeals so greatly to me. I really haven’t felt so at home anywhere else in the world. Perhaps thanks to pop culture we’ve all seen so much of the Big Apple that it just feels… familiar.
I’ve only been twice, once for two weeks during a heat wave the second time by myself in the dead of winter. Both were excellent, obviously. Whenever I see someone’s photos from a recent trip I feel green with envy and nausea. It’s a deep belly ache that won’t go away.
So while I have no plans to return to my spiritual home in the near future, I do plan to live there one day, if only for a year. I’ll wait on tables, work at Macdonald’s, live in a dive. Anything. In the meantime I’ve made a board on Pinterest called The best city in the world . Do you have Pinterest? Let me know
What is your favourite city in the world? Have you been to NYC?