Monday, June 13, 2011

round two

I'm back. After taking a month's hiatus from blogging about my Spanish life, I have returned. I've returned to the keyboard, I've returned to the blogspot website, and I've returned to the challenge and delight of telling stories about my different daily life. Yes, I have returned, but I have returned a changed lady; instead of regaling my audience with stories of Spanish splendor, this blog will be dedicated to everything American--because now, I'm in New York City.

Although I spent a month in Nashville in between my two big cities, Barcelona and New York, and although I could have kept blogging, writing, composing, and telling said stories, I couldn't find much importance in describing each detail about my super-sweaty hot yoga class, grueling 90 minute workout at the Y, delightful southwestern style salad I masterfully created for lunch, or the trashy TV show I watched on Bravo after dinner--those are the things with which I filled my days.

Now, however, I have made my second big leap of 2011. I've left my Nashville Nest and embarked on adventure #2 in big city #2: the city, the big city, the big apple: New York!

My internship is unpaid. My allowance is limited. My savings are dwindling. Spain sucked it out of me. I couldn't be happier to be here, in the city, and doing something different and exciting with my summer--rather than screaming at little children flapping their arms and legs in the water, pretending to swim the breaststroke to no avail--but I'm also a little nervous. Will I be able to manage the subway system here?--the one that I hear is so difficult to master? Will I be able to find my way around and thoroughly explore each and every different neighborhood to my satisfaction? Will I sink my teeth into everything delicious that there is to find in New York without being ripped off time and time again at distasteful posers? Will I find the best hot dog, the best pizza, the best cannoli, the best pastry, the best cupcake, or the best taco? Will I drink the tastiest margarita, mojito, or manhattan and find it for a fairly low price? Will I leave here feeling at all like a New Yorker?

Only time will tell. And I will tell it all here as my time in the city goes on.

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