I heart (the Dominican Republic of) NY

So I know I'm a once-a-month blogger at best, but something about moving made me itchin' to get the word out that I made it to the NYC okay. If you were wondering. This picture to the left is not much of an exaggeration. I had the quintessential "moving to the big city to realize her dreams" day yesterday. Complete with a car with my full-sized bed strapped to the top (a Honda Fit, mind you; possibly the smallest hood square-footage out there), a starryish-eyed-yet-prematurely-cynical girl all alone in the driver's seat, getting turned around in Pennsylvania*, driving through midtown Manhattan in said vehicle with the windows rolled down blaring DMB, the miracle lone parking spot right in front of my brownstone, the friendly old black lady sitting on the steps with her church shoes in her hands taking a break to catch her breath and give us neighborly advice, three single lil young ladies hauling 1,000,000 lbs. of junk up to the third story (I'm so sorry. Why must I have a love affair with books WHY?!), and to end the day, the new friends sat down with cool drinks and watched the Tonys. I'm not sure it could get anymore stereotypical. Maybe I could've gotten a flat tire and had Dave Letterman change it for me. Yankee Stadium is a twenty minute walk from my home.

So, yes, folks I made it. Well, physically at least. Which is pretty much all I'll ever ask. My next goal is to search out other normal people. Normals. NYC has a stigma, at least for me, of having uber-motivated, high-achieving, back-biting talented career successes everywhere. I am not interested in these people. Although, you know, good job at all that. I'm sure your parents are proud and stuff. But surely hidden amongst the immigrants (I'm a minority in my neighborhood, btw. W00T! I will learn Dominican. Maybe I'll start with Spanglish.) and the Broadway wackos and the young money dbag's there are folks like me. Just happy to be here. Hoping to learn a thing or two that I can pass on to the kiddies one day. Make some memories.

If you ever wanna come to the City, you have a place to stay. There are a TON of hotels in this town. :)

Kassinator