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N.Y. Memories: The Final Countdown

Posted Tuesday, April 21st, 2009 at 8:34 am by diane in Media Buzz. More in 10017

This morning I woke up to the sound of birds chirping outside of my window, spring sunlight streaming through the curtains, and the smell of freshly brewed coffee.  Such an idyllic start to one’s day is reminiscent of living in the countryside and not in the middle of Harlem.  But this was a good morning.  Actually they have pretty much all been great mornings waking up in New York, despite the occasional hangover or cacophony of traffic and construction making its way into my small bedroom on the 4th floor of a walk-up.

In the three years that I have lived in New York, I never once regretted moving here and I rarely felt the need for a vacation from it.  And yet here I am, staring at my calendar and counting down the days that I have left; yesterday marked the start of my final two weeks of living in Manhattan. This is the perfect time to start writing a column about living in New York, right?


Hello, friends.  My name is Diane and I am days away from leaving New York.  I am also weeks away from moving to Ghana with the Peace Corps, which makes this transition rather bittersweet instead of heartbreakingly sad.  To help me cope with this terrible loss and to keep the spirit of the city alive in me while I am living in a mud hut for the next two years, I thought I would publicly reminisce about the places, people, and moments that I will miss the most.
I want to go through the memories that will keep me company on lonely nights in West Africa and share them with all of you, from my first few months living and working in a hostel to the night I spent in jail and every joy and frustration in between.  I have met so many amazing people within our burgeoning international communities and been exposed to new types of food, music, fashion, and political thought. I have also subleased sketchy apartments, contended with roaches, rats, and bedbugs, had a ceiling cave in, and met a wide variety of jerks.  To steal a line from the amazing Liz Smith, formerly of the New York Post, it’s only in New York my friends.
The posts will be weekly until I hit Ghana, and then I will be forced into monthly schedule as my internet access will be nearly nonexistent.  I apologize for not being as service-y as my fellow neighborbee bloggers, but I hope that even when I don’t tell you about the new bar on Ludlow or the great entertainment that is sure to hit McCarren Park this summer you will recognize your own New York experiences within my posts and we can gush and rave about the five greatest boroughs together.

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