An Ode to NYC
Tuesday, July 1st, 2008When we moved out of Manhattan at the end of last year, I was ready. The city wore on me, and I was desperate for a change of pace. However. now that I am around seven months removed, I think I can really look back fairly at the experience of living in the big city for a year. Going into it, I really had no idea what to expect, and what resulted was a crazy, exuberant, enlightening and exhausting 12 months of our lives.
We found a great loft apartment in Tribeca, which is in lower Manhattan, within walking distance to the MediaWhiz offices in the financial district. When we moved in it was very cold, and I figured I should be a true New Yorker and take the subway to work. I of course had no real idea what I was doing, but did a little research, and thought I had it figured out. I walked a few blocks, read some signs when down some stairs and was standing on the platform, waiting for what appeared to be the correct train going in the right direction. The doors open, people get out, the train was rather crowded, but there was a standing spot available, so I squeezed in. I looked up at the map, confirmed my guesses were correct, and I was on the right train. I then noticed a lot of people were huddled together, but nobody was really bumping into me. I didn’t pay much attention to it until a man in a suit said, ‘hey buddy’ to me and pointed down. On my inaugural subway ride I was standing in a nice puddle of vomit. Welcome to New York!
My wife said to me that she thought it was a bigger adjustment moving to New York than it would be moving to another country. Everything is done differently in the big city. Transportation, shopping, restaurants, and just about everything are entirely unlike that of anywhere else. I went from driving places my entire life, to no longer having a car. We started ordering our groceries online, or we would walk to the store, and the groceries would be delivered. Nicole accidentally ordered 15 half gallons of milk once online, not a mistake you would make by physically going to the grocery store. We would be setting up dinner reservations at 10:30 pm, I was normally sleeping by that time.
After a few months, I started to get the hang of the city to a certain extent. I loved going out to strange places, bizarre bars & restaurants that you wouldn’t see anywhere else in the world. As suburban America turns into Applebees, TGI Fridays and Olive Garden, New York holds on tight to the non-chain restaurants that serve great food. You could eat at a different oustanding restaurant every night for years. Some of the places were so original, it made me constantly say or think in my head, “Only in New York City”. One comical bar was called Burp Castle. It is supposed to be a shrine for beer made by monks. They have strict rules, that you must whisper. If your conversation gets loud, the bartender and patrons will quickly “shhhhhhhhhhhh” you. There are too many crazy eclectic places to name, but going out in the Big Apple was an adventure every night.
We saw some amazing concerts at Radio City Music Hall and Madison Square Garden, not to mention a Yankee/Mets game at Yankee Staduim for Sunday Night Baseball. The passion and language that New Yorkers have at baseball games is admirable. It was truly intense, but probably not a great environment for kids. When you see a concert or a sporting even in NYC, it feels like you are seeing the best of the best, and you probably are.
Having a two year old in the city is also an interesting proposition. Going to the park in NYC is more of a job than it is relaxing. There are so many children that you have to keep constant focus on yours to be sure they are still around. Charlie was able to partake in many interesting classes that probably are not available anywhere else. I knew the kid was turning into a true New Yorker when we were walking down the street to get some food one night last fall, and he looked at me and said, “Dad, I don’t want to walk anymore, lets get in a taxi.”
People call the United States a melting pot, but Manhattan is the ultimate for diverse cultures. When walking down the street, you could hear five or six different languages. it was the dream of immigrants 100-200 years ago to arrive through Ellis Island and see the Statue of Liberty, and many parts of the world still feel that same way. People always asked me how it was dealing with rude New Yorkers, and that is a large misconception. First of all, most people in Manhattan, didn’t grow up there, and secondly, just about everyone is friendly. Nobody makes eye contact with anyone else, but you could stop anybody on the street and ask directions, and they would stop and go out of their way to help you. People take great pride in the city, and they want to share that with others.
Each day when I would talk to or from work, I would see well over 100 pictures being taken by tourists. Lower Manhattan played such an integral role in the development of our country that it is hard not to be moved by walking by the New York Stock Exchange and Federal Hall every day. When walking home from work, I would go right past these two places and head up Church Street past the six blocks of the hole of what was the World Trade Center. It is a breathtaking site to see the enormity of the area which was destroyed September 11, 2001. I had no clue of the sheer size of the area until seeing it with my own eyes.
Our apartment was about five blocks north of the site, and we could see the cranes plain as day out of our bathroom windows. Many times, I wondered what it would have been like if we were there that horrible day that the world changed. Out of all of our experiences in NYC, the whole situation of the World Trade Center touched me more than anything else. To walk by there and see people protesting nearly every day, reminded me of the gift we have of free speech, regardless of what is being protested. There would also be family members placing flowers, and pictures and saying prayers while thousands of people were walking by to their trains, buses, jobs, etc. It is mind blowing that nearly 2,800 people lost their lives that day for no reason. New Yorkers are resilient, and they will never forget, but they know that the city must push on.
The story that sticks with me the most came from one of my co-workers, whose golf buddy was killed in the attacks. The man worked in Wall St. and not even at the Trade Center, but didn’t come home that day. It wasn’t until weeks later after going through receipts to know that he walked down the street to a Starbucks then an ATM near the towers, and must have ran over to help his fellow New Yorkers, and lost his life in doing so. On September 11 of last year, the anniversary was commemorated with two giant flood lights shining into the night sky where the towers once stood, and it could be seen from almost anywhere in the city, and Nicole took this picture from Soho.
I do feel like I am home now that my family has settled back in Cincinnati, but there will always be a place in my heart for New York. It was an amazing experience, and awesome item to add to my ‘Life Resume’. There is no other place in the world quite like it, and I know I am a better person after going through it.
I thought to myself that TNT might be better served showing commercials for their other shows, but I guess they felt that pounding this show into the heads of NBA viewers, was the best choice of that valuable air time. I can appreciate that to an extent, but what they did next, really blurred the lines of content and advertisements. During the Western Conference Finals, TNT decided to show the celebrities in the crowd at the Staples Center coming to watch the Lakers and Spurs. They show Jack Nicholson, David Beckham, Eva Longoria, then “Tyler Perry, from TNT’s Tyler Perry’s House of Pain”. I couldn’t help an out loud laugh when they did that. I’m sorry, but it was an egregious use of self promotion. I think Fox started this fake placement of their own network stars back at the World Series a few years back when the entire cast of “House” was scattered at different parts of the ball park so the cameras could pick up on them and plug the show.
of 2006, we sold our house and moved out to New York City. It was an exciting year in the Big Apple, but we were ready to get back to what we consider ‘home’. We purchased a home in the same area of Cincinnati known as Hyde Park. We spent some time in Florida this spring while we were having some work done on the house, and we returned to Cincinnati in mid May. I will be working remotely for MediaWhiz
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