NYC [Week One]

Ahhh, New York. Hello! How are you?

It has officially been one week since moving to New York!  Good gawwwd, it feels like I’ve been here for a month already. I’ve been fortunate enough to visit this city a number of times in my young life and each trip has been a whirlwind.  As it would turn out, everyday life in this city is no different. I’ve already managed to burn myself out and get awesomely sick. Super!

The details of my first twenty-four hours here were like an episode of Girls and will likely end up as a chapter in my first novel. Until I get that publishing deal, this is what I will share:

+I saw Walter White’s doppelgänger on the train from JFK into the city.

+I gave directions twice before even reaching my Manhattan destination. One: how to buy a Metro card and two: where the children’s hospital is. It pays to be aware of your surroundings….? Sure.

+I ate $1 pizza for dinner and felt pretty good about the status of my wallet at that moment

+I stayed with a friend the first two nights in the city and the first night I was schlepping my bags from the Metro to his house, I was asked[no joke] an average of four times per block if I needed assistance carrying my bags. “You need help, beautiful? I’ll carry you and your bags.”  And I thought Minnesotans were suppose to be the nice ones! Don’t worry, mom, you and every airport security announcer has taught me to never talk to strangers or leave my bags unattended/give to a stranger and let them follow me home.

+Halloween in NYC: there is no other way to do it.

+Wine whilst overlooking Central Park in fall = Pretty much perfect

+I booked a gallery show that will open next week!

+NYC Marathon = me, sobbing on the sidelines, watching all of these miraculous humans pass by.

+First 30 minutes in Brooklyn: 1)I love it here 2)I got a job before I even unpacked.  I walked into the bakery that the woman I am subletting from used to work at and…..

Hillary: Hey, you need anyone right now?

Manager: Yeah, barista. Starting this week.

Hillary: (points to me) She’s your girl

…five minute interview…bing, bang, boom…

Manager: You start next week

**I’ve since worked my way up to five jobs and have brought it back down to three…three and a half.  It’s easy to get caught up in the movement of this city and lose sight of my main objective: photography.**

+Meeting new people, learning their stories, taking their photograph, getting inspired. Let’s do this.