Observations on the differences that I noted of life on each coast.
- The energy. The streets of NYC pulsate and the pace can only be described as frenetic. Literally, you hit the ground running or you'll be run down.
- Speaking of being run down, people have NO PERSONAL SPACE in the city. I can't tell you how many times my bag wacked the shit out of some person who had to get past me right now!
- And the smug satisfaction that my bag probably hurt when it smacked them.
- I get so agro when I'm in NYC, it really doesn't bring out a good side of me because I am very much that person that needs to pass the slower walking tourists right now
- Without crashing into said slow walker, obvi.
- Food is much richer in Manhattan. It tastes like food is cooked in butter, which tastes sooo good, but filled me up quickly and as a result, I wasted quite a lot of food.
- That said, I ate some amazing, hearty, French food.
- And some of the best poached eggs, (cooked in olive oil!!), at the Standard Hotel.
- Veg and fruit have to be sought out, it's not a given.
- Salads are more French or Italian, unless you've gone to a specific joint that serves a lighter fare.
- I'm ridiculously spoiled as a gluten-free girl in Los Angeles. I have SO many options and I don't have to go looking, whereas in NYC, it's definitely something I had to look for.
- The shopping is to die for.
- My new favorite discovery? Uniqlo. M has been talking about the store for years, but it was my first time and definitely believe the hype! I can't wait for the new, CA locations to open.
- There is the best people watching ever.
- And the fashion! I saw such cool clothes and patterns; funky, confident and inspiring.
As much as there is to love about NYC, I can honestly say for the first time since we moved out of Manhattan, that I'm good with where we live. Perhaps it's because so much of who I am has changed in the past two years, but I like the pace of Los Angeles. I like the blue sky and that there's space to breathe, move, and live.