image via curbed
I’ve been pretty lucky since arriving in NYC. People have been really helpful and friendly, actually more so in a lot of cases then in Canada which surprised me. I don’t get that flustered when I recognize someone from TV on the street, though for some weird reason I’m starting to get nervous around people that write a lot. Usually when I’m asked how long I’ve been living here it’s a no brainer “Oh I’m pretty new, about four or five months”. Yes, I did actually think that I had been here that long. But when I look back it’s only been like three and a half months. I arrived near the end of July and have been swept up with the fact that there’s something to see, do or meet all the time.
I also was also lucky enough to know where I was going to work before I moved here so I could possibly plan to find a place where I could walk to work. What a cool idea I thought, until the heat wave came, and I’ll probably swear at the cold once it really hits. But with the slightly bad comes the great. I was tipped off that 20th Street is beautiful – which it is – trees, buildings with lot’s of features to look at, and the ability to forget what city you’re actually in – (I start my walk from 6th Ave). I usually walk all the way to 10th Ave., even though I work on 15th Street and 9th Ave. Why walk an extra block west? It’s b/c I get to see the above photo, though not from that exact view. Though some days I’ll totally miss the building and get caught up in the gallery sign that is now broken glass, yet somehow still looks great or my eye will follow the old high line that I hope I can walk across some day. But what’s cool about the window in the Frank Gehry’s almost completed building is that sometimes perfect isn’t perfect unless one of the elements is upside down. It just fits right. I hope that north facing window isn’t turned around b/c it would make things just a bit too clean.