“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times…”
Well, not exactly my accurate thoughts on the matter, but it does set a great stage for juxtaposition.
|Bros on the corner, Brighton, MA|
As most of you know, I’ve been living in Boston for about a month now and absolutely love it. I’d been here several times before moving, and knew I would like it, but had no idea how much I would enjoy having it as my home. My commute is relaxing, my neighborhood is small but has everything I need, I’m surrounded by my friends, and it just fits my overall constitution: fun loving and smart, but not ridiculous.
In contrast, I’m sad to report, is the Big Apple. Let me preface this by saying that there are many people who I care very much about that live there, and I appreciate that. However…that city is just very not me. It’s bustling, loud, crowded, the public transportation situation causes me endless anxiety, it’s difficult.
As a point of contrast, let me share this anecdote: when I came to Boston for my interview at Emmanuel, despite having endured a ridiculous travel day and getting in at 1am, my blood pressure settled. It settled to a point where it hadn’t in a while in Tallahassee, actually. Comparatively, getting off the bus to New York this past weekend, my blood pressure skyrocketed. Not sure why, I just find that city stressful!
All that said, I had a wonderful time this past weekend visiting friends. I got to see some old friends from high school and college, visited Coney Island with them, go to Bon Iver at Radio City Music Hall with one of my oldest friends (since third grade!), and even meet new friends I previously only knew through the window that is my computer. So while I will not be taking up residence in New York anytime soon, I do return time and again for the people.
What towns do you love? What towns just don’t do it for you?