I’m originally from Urbandale, Iowa. Never really had the experience of the open, bustling city life. That always seemed so exciting and alive to me. Very attracting and alluring. It was as if those people never needed any sleep. They must be a different breed. Always on the go, catching the next train or hailing the nearest taxi. I longed to live the life of a city girl, so I decided to book a flight for the best of ‘em all.

Ahhh, New York City. The Big Apple. The city that never sleeps. The diversity, the shopping, the sky high buildings, and those gorgeous lofts right in the city of Manhattan. It was all I had ever dreamed of and all I’d ever wanted.

My flight was to leave at 10:30 on a Tuesday morning. My taxi promptly dropped me at the airport at 8:30. I had two hours to kill. It was too early to have a drink, and I figured it wouldn’t settle too well on an early morning stomach. But I wasn’t hungry either; I’d never been much

“Alright, when do you want to go?”

“Peeeeter! I‘m here!” I exclaimed.

The roads were completely congested and everyone seemed like they were in a hurry to be somewhere. The taxi left me off in front of a tall brick building with a stairway that led up to a front door. I walked in to find an elevator a little ways in to the left. I went in and pressed the 4th floor button. I turned to the right and found my place. It was Apartment 2C. I strolled in to find an empty living room, an empty kitchen, and around the corner, alas, an empty bedroom. I really needed to go furniture shopping.

The flight arrived at New York City’s airport on time. I was thrilled, exhilarated and anxious to do everything all at once. I didn’t know how I would have enough energy to accomplish all of my daunting tasks that needed accomplishing. I hailed a taxi (Yay! The first sign I was truly, genuinely in New York!) and had the cabbie drop me off at 46th and 9th street. This was to be my new residence until I found something better that I could afford. As for now, this was absolutely suitable for a single girl like myself.

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