

Left: Manhattan from the sky
Right: Fort Green Park
I was reading one of my best friend's blogs tonight (miss you Jillian and the boys) - when I thought "that looks like fun". Since I have had a very recent crazy turn to my own life, I decided to put it down into photos and words. Not sure how many will want to know about it, or how long I may have interesting stories...
I can not take credit for any of the above pictures, but will be taking them on a daily basis now. The left is a photo from Angela's airplane when she came to hang out during my interview. The right is a web photo of the park right down the street from my house. It does look like that, but will be even better come spring with everything being green instead of dead and leaf-less.
Noble wouldn't pee or poop outside in the city for two days. I am trying to wean her by going to the park and areas of actual grass/yard. She is VERY MUCH apposed to relieving herself on the concert or the square dirt around the street trees.
Coke is adjusting just fine actually - he sits in the window, goes on the balcony and pretty much lounges around the apartment wherever he wants to. Meow, meow, meow - squalk, squalk, squalk - all when I am trying to sleep.
A short list of how things are different in New York than ANYWHERE I have ever lived before (Florida, Texas, Colorado):
1 - My feet hurt after unpacking and walking around the apartment that only has hardwood floors. They feel swollen, which makes me feel old.
2 - I actually have to walk the dog, not just let her out. And, I pick up her poop like a good New Yorker.
3 - Grocery stores. This one can be really long. But let's just say - no more buying in bulk or having a lot of choices.
4 - Rain. NY has seasons. We are currently in Spring. April showers bring May flowers.
5 - I can walk everywhere in about two seconds. Liquor store, groceries, mani/pedi, restaurant, etc.
6 - Subway, enough said.
7 - Manhattan, enough said.
More tomorrow, I think. I have officially unpacked everything and hung pictures. I need to clean the apartment tomorrow and have plans with people from work tomorrow night! I have more stories about Brooke and the stupid boys in Brooklyn, but will save those for another night.
Peace out!