This is a less serious post than my first one, and is just my random observations and pics of my trip to NYC in June.
1. When I was diagnosed with dystonia in 2010 I really thought I’d never be able to do something like this again. I didn’t think I could handle the car ride or the walk. I also worried about reactions to my head tremor (a “no” shake when it’s active). It was totally exhilarating for me to be able to keep up the pace in the subway and in midtown. I also found it kept the solicitors away since they thought I was shaking my head no at them.
2. NYC is as wild and crazy as ever and I still love it. The energy and diversity is like no place else.
3. The subway still smells the same…sweat, moisture and urine.
4. My legs are not they same after 20 years of living in flat Florida and never having to use steps or walk long distances. They felt black and blue at the end of the day. I can’t believe I used to do this all the time and understand why I gained 10 lbs. when I moved to Tampa.
5. The man bun trend needs to go away. It became almost ubiquitous once we got into the Village and I started counting them as we walked.
6. My old neighborhood is exactly the same as I remembered except the shopping center. It is still a beautiful area. I liked seeing the senior citizens out and about by themselves. Bell Boulevard is still hopping. I used to think Northern Boulevard was like Queens Boulevard and was surprised at how much smaller everything seemed.
7. The variety of food is still incredible and I will always miss that. However, I did find myself missing the cleanliness and the produce section of Publix.
8. My dear friends are still crazy after all these years and I guess I am too. Together, we stared down our old demons and triggers. We all had things going on that the others weren’t aware of. We talked and mostly laughed our way through it with each other. We are still as warped as ever. There’s nothing like the kids you grew up and it is very special to be able to maintain friendships for that long.
9. I quickly reacclimated to the crappy Queens apartment experience. The fuse blew every time I used the microwave. All the windows in the apartment faced brick walls. Garbage piled up outside. Having to do the laundry in the basement while watching my back. No central A/C. But I did enjoy walking down the street while hearing four or five different languages and visiting the mom and pop shops on Metropolitan Avenue.
10. Said goodbye (at least temporarily) to my beloved FAO Schwarz. Supposedly they are looking for a new location.
It was a great time and hopefully it won’t be another 20 years before I visit again.