I never had the chance to properly live in New York City. Following college I moved to NJ and commuted to Midtown, but that lasted less than two years before moving back to Boston. And I didn’t actuallylive in NY. I boarded a commuter train in Metuchen, NJ in the early morning hours and returned to a small apartment after sunset. There was little time (and at that time even less money) to roam NY and take in the still gritty areas of Manhattan in the mid 1990s.
Before leaving the US for the year, I spent a few weeks soaking up the city and eating. In short, there was a lot of pizza and ice cream.
I don’t know where I’ll end up after this round-the-world trip concludes, but I suspect there will be more time in NYC.