Readers, I haven’t done right by you. Here I am, writing posts about my travels and my life and just expecting you to want to read along and for some reason trust me without knowing anything about me. Well, you may notice some little changes coming here in my brand, site and color scheme and here’s another change: we’re going to get to know each other.
I’m sharing the tale of my big recent move below and I want to get to know you too, so leave a comment here or on Instagram or drop me an email at firstname.lastname@example.org. I’m so excited to share this journey with you!
About 2 years ago, in the Summer of 2014, I moved from Minnesota to New York City to go to grad school at Columbia University. I spent the first year I was there loving the city. Being 22 and living in New York was truly fabulous. I went out with friends, regularly rode the subway and took friends and family to Times Square and Central Park. I discovered favorite places for cookies, quiche and tacos.
Then, during the Summer of 2015, I took a trip to Chicago and met a guy who was also visiting on a trip. He lived in my hometown on the border of Wisconsin and Minnesota (what kind of sick joke is that, universe?). I still had a year left of school in New York, so I didn’t really think much of it at first.
Of course, you can guess where this is going. We fell in love 1000 miles apart, and after about 10 months of Facetime, texting and getting flowers in the mail, I decided to move back home to be with him. I agonized over the idea of moving for a guy, but, ultimately, decided to make the choice that was best for my life without caring about what I “should” do or what people might think. Plus, he had a job and I, well, didn’t.
So I left New York.
I was sad about this decision but also incredibly excited to wake up every day next to the man I love, and now I’m on a mission to re-discover this place I’m from through fresh eyes. Minneapolis lacks the hustle and bustle and the amazing public transportation of New York, but it has a great deal of charm and a place in my heart.
Comparing some points about the Big Apple and the Mini-Apple:
- Public Transportation: super convenient, though smelly in New York and hardly helpful in Minneapolis.
- People: I hate the stereotype that New Yorkers are rude, because they’re only rude to the tourists who get in the way on their way to work. I gave plenty of people directions when I was a New Yorker and I once had a girl faint on me in the subway and 3 people took her to a hospital. That said, Minnesotans are nice to a fault. They’re always waving me through stop signs and talking to me at the grocery store. What’s that about?
- The Food: New York has so much variety and seriously the bagels are a religious experience. But Minnesota does comfort food really well (or is that just a benefit of being around family?)
- Travel Opportunities: From New York, you can take a train or bus to almost anywhere on the East coast. I went to Philadelphia, Boston, Maine, etc. while I lived there. From Minnesota, you can road trip to Chicago or St. Louis, but you’ll be in the car for a while. One bonus for MN, though, is that you can fly almost anywhere in the country from MSP in about 3 hours or less.
They’re tough apples to compare!
When I moved to New York City, I thought I would be there a lot longer than 2 years. Now that I’ve moved again, I’m excited to see how long this chapter lasts, excited to rediscover this city and excited to see what the future holds.
One thing that this move hasn’t changed about me is my love for travel and exploration, which is why I started this project, blogging right here! I’m looking forward to sharing my life with you, both at home and on the road.
Now, tell me a little about you so we can get to know each other! Comment below or over on my Instagram!