This past weekend my partner and I (who will henceforth be known as B) traveled to New York to visit some of his friends. We have been dating now for about 6ish months officially but have been seeing each other just about a year (our "anniversary" is July 3rd). However, due to him going to college in California, most of his close friends live far and I have, up until this point, only met a handful of them. The ones I did meet I really really enjoyed hanging out with and they seemed to enjoy me too (I have received much confirmation they do). They are so different from the people I know from home where most of the people who live there stay there since it's a very townie place. They have traveled all around the world and went to college far and are living in such different places than they were born. It truly is so refreshing to meet people who have much different views than the people I'm used to. I am technically saying this as someone who moved from the Philly suburbs to a place in Philly but regardless, I have always been someone who holds the views I have now and come from a place that is much the opposite so now making friends that hold much of the values I care about has made this transition between friends very easy for me.
But back to New York, we spent the weekend eating, drinking, and having such a fun and goofy time. Saturday night (or Sunday morning if you want to get technical sine it was 4am) I was experiencing my first night staying up that late in years and one of the first times I cried from laughing in ages. All of us fueled by sleep deprivation and bottomless brunch followed by multiple bars, experienced an insane moment and sat laughing about it for what felt like hours. Although I did not sleep very much on a mediocre air mattress in the middle of the living room, the weekend felt like a perfect introduction to 3 of B's friends I had never met before. By the time we were getting packed up to leave we were already discussing our next visit and how we plan to spend the bulk of our time in Brooklyn next time around.
It's so interesting that I found myself constantly comparing NYC to Philly because they are both larger east coast cities and have that certain air to them. I plan to potentially write about that but I think I summed it up perfectly that "Philly has all of the amazing things New York has just to a much smaller extent. But Philly also doesn't really have most of the bad things that New York has because it's so large". I could see myself living there in another life (or another 20k added to my salary) but I think Manhattan would not be the place for me. I would most likely be pulled towards Brooklyn which, I cannot lie, had me thinking about potentially transplanting to a new city after looking at some of the gorgeous and surprisingly affordable homes there.
Closing our or weekend in Hells Kitchen, B and I boarded our bus back to Philly exhausted, euphoric, and very full of love. And coming back to the most insane pouring rain of all time made that so much better... Our plan of ordering Chinese and being lazy was actualized though as he ran to pick up the food and we had to Lyft home on what would usually take me 10 minutes to walk. Once he left I was definitely a bit lonely after being together non stop for so many days but it was also very nice to cozy up in bed with my kitties and live in the bliss of what was this weekend.
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6/29/26 my weekend in nyc