A couple of months ago I was standing on the street corner with Fran when I received a text message from my Aunt J declaring that her and her girlfriend of 25 years have decided to get married. The wedding would be at a plantation home in New Orleans, Louisiana sometime in November.
I read out the message and instantly tell Fran, “I WANT TO GO”.
Fast forward a couple of months and I’m landing at JFK on a redeye awakening to a warm October morning.
I decided to make the most of my airfare and booked a week in New York to visit friends before making my way back to NOLA. Meeting Dara downtown was high on the priority list. I love this girl so much. She makes me smile so big.
I had many realizations and mixed feelings during my trip.
For example- I felt like I have been living on Mars and was so old fashioned and out of the loop.
What’s Uber? No, I don’t have the app. But clearly I need it.
What are all these signs on store fronts declaring that they receive Apple Pay? Apple has money now???
Cash seemed to be obsolete. Plastic and electronic payments on all ends.
Cash registers & credit card machines were replaced with iPads and other touch screen devices.
It felt so advanced!! And that I was a granny visiting a foreign country for the first time.
Ever since I moved abroad I’ve always thought that if I were to return to the USA I would only live in NYC, my home of 5 years before Buenos Aires. And after spending a week there, a gorgeous Spring like week in early November full of friends and ethnic foods, I now feel completely different.
It was as if everything I’m working towards was the exact opposite of what NYC offers. Here I am trying to slow myself down, to balance out my hamster wheel brain, filling my time with yoga and silence to help center myself and NYC was just…. stimulation overload.
Which is interesting because my high energy generally goes well with NYC. We sync together well, our walking pace, our conversations, our forwardness, we click. And even though this connection was still very present and natural it left me feeling drained, never being able to wake up energized and rested, resulting in a cloudy mind.
I’m not sure if it was my excitement, or my 2+ year absence, or what, but I couldn’t wait to board that plane and head down to the slow South.
Everything just seemed like too much. Where to meet tonight for dinner? Well, let’s actually start with, ‘what type of food does Liza want?’. Okay, I want ‘x’ food. Alright, from where? There are like 20+ options of ‘x’ food. Do we stay in the city? Maybe let’s go to Brooklyn? Should we make a reservation or just show up? How should I get there, train or taxi? Can I just walk if I leave early enough? Am I dressed warm enough? Too warm? It’s surprisingly warm out but there’s a touch of wind and when the sun goes down… Uffffffffffff, callate boluda!! (shut up, asshole!!).
And ultimately I couldn’t give a damn about any of it. I just wanted to be with my friends. Touch them, hear their voice live, be there with them and to feel and honor the love that we have for each other. Time goes by so damn fast and the older we get the more distractions we seem to have keeping it that much more difficult to stay in touch and be a part of each other lives.
How can I continue my amazing life in BA and keep these connections alive and vibrant? World, can we please start teleporting already?!
So I spent the days observing. Trying to be as present as possible. I took very little pictures and ate obscene amounts of kale salads, Thai and Middle Eastern foods. I also tried Japanese Kobe beef for the first time, a culinary experience I will never forget. Thanks, Dani.
My top meals were at- Wildair, Little Park and Uncle Boons. Breakfast at Russ & Daughters was also memorable.
Other highlights- shopping at Muji, my first hot yoga class, arts + crafts shopping with Dani for Halloween, karaoke, and wine on Sarah’s rooftop. But for me no feeling can compare to confidently walking down the busy streets of NYC with your headphones in to meet up with friends on a sunny day.
These moments I normally feel on top of the world, that I’m capable of anything. And this time around, it felt nice, it really did. However it was so familiar and more like, ‘been there, done that, I’m over this, I prefer my life in unstable BA 100000%.
All this invaluable shit that’s available to buy, I don’t need it nor do I want it. Just give me a mate and let’s talk about the future and I’m good to go’.
Watching the world go around me as I sat in Washington Square Park I felt so thankful for the life I have created and my friends for choosing to be a part of it near and far.
NYC, I will always cherish you, but I think I’ve outgrown you. And I’m totally okay with that. It confirms that I am exactly where I’m suppose to be.