I was completely content with never visiting New York City in my life ever. To be completely honest, it seemed overrated but between dancing to music about our fractured generation or watching Ciara (for free) as an extra on Good Morning America, I don’t know what I loved more. I wasn’t so prepared for the energy and ruthlessness of this city. As I’d been to a few major cities before, New York still robustly contrasts them all. It feels like constant survival and a race to whatever finish line you need to get to. (Hurry up and wait!) Maybe this feeling is just specific to myself as a visitor, but I’ve got to say….I’m still tired in the best way possible.

I don’t know that I’d call my visit to New York a vacation. It was definitely work getting around, to and from! I was visiting my childhood best friend and though the majority of our mornings started before 6:00am, I saw and did so much. I remember at one point catching ourselves saying “well, its only 11:00am” because we had done so many things in the hours of being awake! I made sure we ate at as many unique places possible. I hear it’d take over a decade to eat somewhere new in New York City every single day. I only had four days to barely scratch the surface of NYC cuisines! Food, art, music, friends and hustle just about sums it up. For fun, I’ve been looking at apartments for a couple days now.