As I arrive in New York from suburban Austin, I imagine the inside of my brain to resemble the spaghetti-like maze of the map above. It's not like I haven't been to New York a dozen times....but never as a resident. This seems to change everything.

I had to be at a very early appointment 60 blocks away from Soho and could not for the life of me figure out where to catch on the correct subway so I reluctantly took a taxi ride and of course left my phone in the back of it...on the very first full day here. Talk about feeling vulnerable for 7 hours! He finally got in touch with several of my friends and gave me his home address to fetch my phone. I was a bit apprehensive about the whole thing so my roommate decided to walk with me. She thought for sure I had given her the wrong address. Alas, I had not. Turns out, my taxi driver lives in Alec Baldwin's GORGEOUS Greenwich building. Hmmmm, for a second I thought, NYC taxi driver just might be my calling. #not

I was so irritated with my day that I'm pretty sure I received the equivalent of a Ph.D. in Subway Riding 401 just trying to understand it. I was determined to slay the maze and well, I didn't "slay" it but I definitely showed it who's boss. I rode them all afternoon and took photographs and land notes of key places.

Realization? I seriously love the subway. I love people watching, the rush of humanity, the ease of arriving. I love not driving. I love listening to podcasts while I head to appointments.

I made it my friend...and I haven't yet mistakingly left the island of Manhattan so that's progress. Almost doesn't count.

Kelley RoseComment