Tuesday, October 16, 2007

see how they run like pigs from a gun

Someone PLEASE mail me a chick-fil-a sandwich.


I've been on the dreaded NYC apartment hunt for the last week or so. It's very difficult and time consuming. Craigslist and Facebook Marketplace can be sketchy and are riddled with broker listings. You really have to differenciate. I've looked at several options thus far. I've seen a no fee place that reminded me of College of Charleston dorm life - meh. Also looked into brokers and found a phenomenal place with a small brokers fee around $4000. (riiiiight) The search continues...........



The upside to this (there's always an upside) is that I'm learning the city areas. It was easy in Columbia: the Vista and 5 pts. I now know that I'd like to live on the Upper East Side, the East Village is hip and young, Harlem is just scary (Spanish Harlem included), Andy wants me to live in Inwood, Hoboken and Jersey City are also younger and I know the most people there, Meatpacking is trendy, and the Upper West Side is ideal. That's just a few. Sighs.



I don't want to give the misconception that my life here is filled with $1000 meals, trips to the theater and sleepovers at the Waldorf. I am seeing every side of New York. I've been lost. I've ridden a bus filled with Mexican construction workers. I've opened the subway door for a leg-less bum. I've walked through the Bronx in patent leather Tory Burch ballet flats for God's sake. I'm also learning Spanish slang from my Puerto Rican coworker. YES!


There is always an advenure - that's for sure. I feel like everyday I wake up, I am in store for something unexpected and crazy. I went into the city last Saturday to apartment search and meet Melissa at HillCountry for BBQ and the Texas game. I left from the Port Authority and was waiting in line for the bus forEVER. There was a nice looking man in a suit waiting with me and we eventually struck up a conversation. He had just flown in from the West Coast and was running an hour late for a 4 o'clock wedding in Nyack, NY. (a place he'd never actually been before) We sat near eachother on the bus and when I wasn't catnapping, I saw him take out a leatherbound journal and write entries. He had no idea where the church was in Nyack and he asked if he could bother me for a ride (right as I was about to offer the poor man one) and I naturally obliged. He was so upset about being late that I told him we could run to my car. And we did. We literally RAN to my car once we stepped off the bus. As we were running, I made a comment about how "it's times like these I wish I worked out more" - and he said I was going "way above and beyond the call of duty". When we departed - he thanked me profusely, and I assured him that I had been helped NUMEROUS times by New Yorkers in the past 3 months and it was my pleasure to finally return the favor to someone. =)

Oh, and GO SEE "ACROSS THE UNIVERSE" - BEST MOVIE EVER.