“The city seen from the Queensboro Bridge is always the city seen for the first time, in its first wild promise of all the mystery and the beauty in the world.” – F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
In case you haven’t been following my many musings over twitter lately, I have some exciting news to share! I have officially made the big move to New York City (I’m still waiting for that statement to sink in)! If you’re in the PR world, you know that this is a huge opportunity – and for me, a dream come true.
The journey began Friday morning at 5 a.m. After a grueling 12-hour drive from Toronto to NYC in my (over) packed car, we finally arrived, and just in time to unload. My lack of a Monday morning post came as a result of exhaustion and trying to adapt to the new surroundings.
So, what have I learned over the past 72 hours? Surprisingly, this move has taught me a lot more than I had anticipated. Here is my attempt at encapsulating the events of the weekend:
- Yes, Toronto traffic is congested. No, Toronto traffic cannot be adequately compared to NYC traffic. I’ve heard the rumors, and I’ve witnessed it in person, but I’ve never been in a car packed to the brim in NYC traffic. The last thing I had in mind was arriving to NYC on the brink of rush hour and having to wait two hours to travel a mere 10 km in downtown Manhattan.
- As a PR person, time is of the essence. In the beginning of our careers, PR professionals quickly learn that time management is an art to be perfected. We understand that our time is just as valuable as our client’s time. Realty check. Not one, but all three furniture/cable/internet appointments were either late or rescheduled for an alternate day. Patience was my survival tool.
- When IKEA claims “easy to assemble,” always assume otherwise. When in doubt, throw away the Allen key and find yourself a power drill.
- If you were never good at Pictionary growing up, chances are the IKEA instructions will appear to be meaningless pictures that have a lack of directions.
- A helping hand is encouraged! I was thankful to have both my parents and my aunt along for the journey. When one of us couldn’t figure something out, at least somebody could conjure up an attempt. I don’t know what I would have done without them there to assist me!
- Size matters. If you are not able to get in ahead of time to do some measuring, always assume you are overestimating the amount of space you have. The last thing you want is a studio apartment crammed in with over sized furniture. I have multiple pictures of desks on my iPhone after numerous (failed) attempts at finding a suitable workspace.
- Breathe. Sometimes moving can be stressful, especially when you are not accustomed to a new city. (Let alone driving in it!) After a handful of manual labor hours, I am now all settled in and enjoying my petite loft! Stay patient and have faith that things will all fall into place.
Thanks for all the best wishes on the move, and I’ll keep you posted on the NYC life now that I’ve arrived! My agenda for the day is to master the Metro and perhaps a stroll through Central Park!