a trip to nyc…
Visiting Hannah and Steve for a few days
8/1/22
That’s me in Washington square park back in 2018… I think. first time visiting my big sis since she became a full-time resident of the big apple. Or Brooklyn to be more accurate.
Since my sister hannah moved to nye almost a decade ago, I have had the opportunity to visit many times. our family first traveled to New York city for Christmas vacation when I was in middle school. I remember how then the feeling of seeing the seemingly endless rows of tall buildings and neon lights left a big impression on me. back then we went to all the tourist spots, all except for the Empire State Building because the outdoor viewing areas were closed due to excessive snow. One minor downside from a trip full of great memories. I wouldn’t have guessed that a few years later I would be able to go pretty much whenever I wanted thanks to having a great excuse to visit.
Now almost 20 years later, I can say that i’ve been able to go half a dozen times in the last couple years. the first few visits were comprised of seeing the sights, again. Times Square is always a must for us tourists. then it’s the Brooklyn Bridge, the Wall Street bull, Central Park, etc. But now that i’ve been a few times I get to enjoy it in a different way. The big city is still there, but now it has just become a beautiful backdrop for creating new memories with Hannah and her man Steve. I honestly could visit enough to easily wear out my welcome, but I would never do that. I tried to picture myself living in the big city, but the fast-paced lifestyle it requires is a bit much for a slow paced guy like me.
Having said that there really isn’t another city quite like New York City. The endless, crowded streets lined with skyscrapers and every other type of structure known to man. each time I get to go there I am always left with the feeling of how much bigger the world is compared to how it feels in my head. on one hand it makes me appreciate the slowed pace of middle Tennessee and the uncrowded, wide open spaces of living in the country. But on the other it makes me feel like i’m missing out on something. It makes me feel like there’s a massive world out there that I haven’t even tried to explore yet. I keep thinking one day i’ll get the chance, but i’m not getting any younger.
At least I get to scratch the wanderlust itch every once in a while by getting to fly up to the big apple and spend some quality time with Hannah and Steve. and I hope I get to do it again real soon.
(This first post has made me realize how bad I am at writing. . . I’ll get better I promise)
BHM
