For the past three months, I've lived in the beautiful and famous New York City. There have been many ups and many downs, but I wouldn't change a thing about my time here. Since I had visited the city so many times before moving here for my internship, I thought I knew what to expect. I was wrong.
The Subway
Expectation: A clean subway where everyone has a seat.
Reality: A cramped, smelly subway car that makes you question what exactly is touching your back.
The Neighborhoods
Expectation: That all neighborhoods are the same.
Reality: Each has their own unique feel and you can definitely have a favorite.
Getting Around Town
Expectation: That I could walk everywhere.
Reality: Nothing is as close as it seems.
The Weather
Expectation: That nothing could be as bad as hot and humid Houston, Texas.
Reality: Rain one minute, sun the next, 60 degrees in the morning and 95 degrees by the afternoon. You are never prepared for the weather.
The Lifestyle
Expectation: A mix of Carrie Bradshaw's relaxed work ethic and Blair Waldorf's spending habits.
Reality: Working around the clock to hit your goals and trying to figure out how to make $20 last for the entire week.
The Personalities
Expectation: All New Yorkers are rude and will shove you out of the way.
Reality: Some of them actually are like this, but most will smile at you and give you directions if you're lost.
The City
Expectation: That I would get over the hype of NYC after living here.
Reality: I'll never be over it. New York City is amazing.
