19th
i love you, but:
i wouldn’t go below 14th st for you
an interesting nyt article about “long-distance dating” in nyc. luckily my boyf is only as far away as a full-size bed allows, but i do wonder how hard it’d be to commute over an hour to see each other. (with his current evening schedule, it’d be miserable.) i certainly have a hard enough time seeing friends who live in opposite ends of brooklyn.
Well, this hits home.
BIG cities like New York are both deeply convenient — two steps to the deli for milk in the morning — and deeply inconvenient. It is possible to live in the same city as the person you are dating, and have to travel an hour, or even two, to get together.
I’m Queens, She’s Brooklyn. I’m Hoboken, She’s Manhattan. It’s Astoria or Park Slope. There’s always an hour in between. And it can drive me crazy, but I like to read, like to see her, and when we’re together, we’re both present and on a date. I still appreciate that even a year of doing this, 50-odd weeks of dates, they’re still special and exciting. That hour on the R-Train, I’m using to get excited to see her.
I think this is what makes romance in New York that much more interesting. There’s always that anticipation when traveling to see someone you want to see that you get on the train ride over. I’ve had it many times for different people, and I don’t think it’s an inconvienience. I think it’s one of the more special things the city has that isn’t on purpose.
