Whenever I mentioned to anyone that I was going to give NYC a try, without fail the immediate reaction was “but it’s so cold there!”
Do you move to Phoenix and then complain about the heat? Do you move next to an airport and then complain about the noise? Nevertheless, millions of people make NYC their home and cope with the weather so why should I be any different? Sure, I had a brief holyfuckingshit moment when it hit 14 degrees in New Jersey, but the locals were dealing with it just fine. What right do I have to complain? Dress appropriately and multiply your travel time by two.
The blizzard was kinda interesting really. Rather strange to see the Saturday night streets turn into a ghost town…
Admittedly, NYC didn’t get hit nearly as bad as Boston did, but for something billed as “Blizzard 2005!” in shouting-point font, it wasn’t that big of a deal. If anything, the biggest hassle of NYC is finding a job. My deadline is the end of January, so hopefully something will happen.
Anyway, time for a corned beef and swiss sandwich. I quickly realized that the best deli here is the one you’re currently eating at.