Loved the detail of you wiping the window to make sure you could see the next stop! I know that. Not getting to the place you needed to go was always scarier than the actual bus or train-ride itself!
The best! I love knowing that about both of you. So nice to be in a community of strangers, friends, relatives. Good writing crosses all the boundaries!
I don’t live in my hometown (Detroit) and it’s so funny to think I never rode the bus as a kid. But my grandmother did and I would marvel at her ability to get anywhere in the city by bus, on-time, early even. If someone offered her a ride somewhere you knew you had to be there at the time you agreed upon or she’d hop on the bus and be gone.
😂 she’s a woman that doesn’t want her time wasted. I get it. I’ve been to Detroit once, what I remember most are the wide roads. So much space for possibility.
This made me miss the city. Just realize Myles won't get the experience of taking a train to school, and taking an hour ride to another borough just to practice because his school didn't have a track. Rachel, it's kind of insane what we were doing in high school! Wouldn't change a thing though.
No ma'am, I do not live in the city in which I was raised; I am a professional relocator (that is, I relocate with and/or for job opportunities), but more importantly because my parents are deceased, the city in which I was raised, no longer feels like home and I don't think I would ever want to live there again. Thank you for asking!
I lived a similar life up until recently as a travel tech. I’d relocate for work contracts.
I’m sorry to hear about your parents. It’s interesting how an entire community filled to the brim with life can lose all its meaning when the most important parts are no longer present.
I'm here for the travel details! I feel like I'm right there with you in NYC, such full-bodied writing does that <3
"In my head, I was an adult out in the world to handle their business. My plaid school uniform skirt and curved collar blouse served as a daily betrayal of my inner image. " This also resonated with me heavily!! This was my energy in London on my way to school too, or anytime I used to take the underground as a teen. I would say the city was an invitation to get lost in the life that seemed so busy and always moving. Love that daydreaming girls become world-wandering women haha.
Love this! I can feel your love for the city...such a magical place for those of us occasional visitors! I went several times for journo events with my husband; he to meetings, me to wander ...but not too far from hotel! 😁 Taking my 12 yo granddaughter a year after grampa died was me growing up, me becoming confident, me accepting I was capable and brave. Thank you for sharing your city, yourself here, Rachel! Great writing! 😊🫶
Thanks so much Joan! What’s great about NYC is even if you don’t venture far there’s an adventure or something noteworthy in either direction. I love your point on bravery. Your grand is lucky to have you as a guide both in life and for the Big Apple.
I lived in NY for a year during my postdoc. MSKCC has subsidized housing for researchers in Roosevelt Island. Every morning I would get on the RI tram and fly over the East River humming to myself the theme song from “Working Girl”. I felt the world was filled with possibilities 🤣. Magic!
Ha! Life becomes a music video when there’s a tune in your head while looking out the window of a transport 😂. The RI tram is on my list since I’ve never ridden it before. I’ll queue up “Working Girl” when I do. Thanks for sharing, Ana.
I just wanted to say that I just discovered your corner of the internet and it's brought a sense of comfort over me that I have not felt in a long, LONG time. But- to answer the prompts at the end (which I love the concept of) ,,, When I'm home for the holidays I live in my hometown AND my childhood home in Beverly, MA bouncing between there and Boston. If you're ever in Boston, I highly recommend Contessa--- the best best BEST drinks and brunch in the world. That's also something I feel is not valued as much as it should be- a good solid brunch with some hefty and leafy conversation :)
Lissssttttttteeennnnnnnnnn 😂
Thank you for reading 🤗
IYKYK, right C.J.? 😂
ONLY for the Wu 👐🏾
Loved the detail of you wiping the window to make sure you could see the next stop! I know that. Not getting to the place you needed to go was always scarier than the actual bus or train-ride itself!
So happy to see you here Deirdre. Rachel is to me as Tommy is to you. So close, that she is Myles' God mother. This makes me feel super warm inside.
The best! I love knowing that about both of you. So nice to be in a community of strangers, friends, relatives. Good writing crosses all the boundaries!
Yes! Immediate panic would set in. Unfamiliar territory can inspire the worst thoughts at times. And especially when young.
I don’t live in my hometown (Detroit) and it’s so funny to think I never rode the bus as a kid. But my grandmother did and I would marvel at her ability to get anywhere in the city by bus, on-time, early even. If someone offered her a ride somewhere you knew you had to be there at the time you agreed upon or she’d hop on the bus and be gone.
😂 she’s a woman that doesn’t want her time wasted. I get it. I’ve been to Detroit once, what I remember most are the wide roads. So much space for possibility.
This made me miss the city. Just realize Myles won't get the experience of taking a train to school, and taking an hour ride to another borough just to practice because his school didn't have a track. Rachel, it's kind of insane what we were doing in high school! Wouldn't change a thing though.
Bruh! And the foundation of us not being by afraid to go out and get it. NYC builds courage into your bones.
Big facts!
No ma'am, I do not live in the city in which I was raised; I am a professional relocator (that is, I relocate with and/or for job opportunities), but more importantly because my parents are deceased, the city in which I was raised, no longer feels like home and I don't think I would ever want to live there again. Thank you for asking!
I lived a similar life up until recently as a travel tech. I’d relocate for work contracts.
I’m sorry to hear about your parents. It’s interesting how an entire community filled to the brim with life can lose all its meaning when the most important parts are no longer present.
Wishing you lots of peace, C.
Thank you, and bring a nomad is exciting, until it isn’t!
I'm here for the travel details! I feel like I'm right there with you in NYC, such full-bodied writing does that <3
"In my head, I was an adult out in the world to handle their business. My plaid school uniform skirt and curved collar blouse served as a daily betrayal of my inner image. " This also resonated with me heavily!! This was my energy in London on my way to school too, or anytime I used to take the underground as a teen. I would say the city was an invitation to get lost in the life that seemed so busy and always moving. Love that daydreaming girls become world-wandering women haha.
You said it best. Cheers to all the world wandering women 🔥
Love this! I can feel your love for the city...such a magical place for those of us occasional visitors! I went several times for journo events with my husband; he to meetings, me to wander ...but not too far from hotel! 😁 Taking my 12 yo granddaughter a year after grampa died was me growing up, me becoming confident, me accepting I was capable and brave. Thank you for sharing your city, yourself here, Rachel! Great writing! 😊🫶
Thanks so much Joan! What’s great about NYC is even if you don’t venture far there’s an adventure or something noteworthy in either direction. I love your point on bravery. Your grand is lucky to have you as a guide both in life and for the Big Apple.
I lived in NY for a year during my postdoc. MSKCC has subsidized housing for researchers in Roosevelt Island. Every morning I would get on the RI tram and fly over the East River humming to myself the theme song from “Working Girl”. I felt the world was filled with possibilities 🤣. Magic!
Ha! Life becomes a music video when there’s a tune in your head while looking out the window of a transport 😂. The RI tram is on my list since I’ve never ridden it before. I’ll queue up “Working Girl” when I do. Thanks for sharing, Ana.
I just wanted to say that I just discovered your corner of the internet and it's brought a sense of comfort over me that I have not felt in a long, LONG time. But- to answer the prompts at the end (which I love the concept of) ,,, When I'm home for the holidays I live in my hometown AND my childhood home in Beverly, MA bouncing between there and Boston. If you're ever in Boston, I highly recommend Contessa--- the best best BEST drinks and brunch in the world. That's also something I feel is not valued as much as it should be- a good solid brunch with some hefty and leafy conversation :)
I got that. Staten Island. Not on the map but the audio-adventure can gather in a poem.