For the majority of my life, I always saw myself as a suburban guy. I like big yards, white picket fences and cul-de-sacs.
But in the past few years, I could totally see myself being a city guy.
Sure, it doesn't hurt that the greatest city in the world (New York City, for those of you not in the know) is about an hour train ride away from my front door, but for quite some time I never took advantage of that.
After spending a fair amount of time in the city in the past few years however, I think that I can finally wrap my head around the idea of settling in that area.
I have some reservations of course, because why would anything ever be easy with me?
First, I hate crowds. So in theory, that should write of Manhattan right away. Wandering down 7th Ave this past Saturday, carefully dodging the less than fortunate, and some people who were just plain crazy, I was completely out of my element.
Second, the prices of everything.
And I'm not even going to go into detail on what the real estate must go for, I don't need to be that depressed.
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Third, I love the theatre scene. I always have. But unless I soon hit the lottery, I can't afford to see nearly as many shows as I'd like to. One or two a year is all that I can handle, but I wish that I had the wallet for an exponentially higher number.
I will say however, that American Idiot is maybe the best show that I have ever seen, and it's completely worth the money for anyone to see it, especially if they like Green Day as much as I have over the last roughly fifteen years. A must-see in fact.
So could your favorite pissed-off blogger be in for a trek to the city, perhaps to live?
Probably not.
Because after all, the suburbs give me so much more to bitch about.
