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Lost in Manhattan

On 20 million people going in 20 million directions

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After three weeks here - and I simply can not believe how time has flown - I am once again able to attest to the reason as to why I left life in New York City 12 years ago. It is TOO much of everything I dont' like and am not looking for.

20 million people going in 20 million directions. How can you not get lost? How can you find consolation in pleasant conversation with strangers when they dare not hold a gaze for more than 2 seconds? I'm finding that even when I am surrounded by people, I get a sense of loneliness that is hard to ignore. Down in South America, so far away from everything, I felt many things but not alone. You can walk the streets day to night and barely speak with anyone. Seriously, in a city filled with so many people I don't understand how this can happen. But it does.

The concept of time here is brutal. I've been here 21 days and can't attest to doing too much. You realize that you are one out of so many and I just feel lost after the warmth and openness of South America. That is where my heart is and as the World Cup continues, I check myself into Novecento on West Broadway & Grand to be a part of the latin spirit, where I feel best.

So the good part is that I already know what I need to know. That I can go back to Buenos Aires and live there without having it to do with someone. Just for me. And I know that I will be back. It's just a matter of time and I believe that it will be very soon.

In the meantime, I have purchased my first ever, very own laptop and check myself into parks, public spaces and Barnes & Noble at every opportunity to work and connect with the world outside the island of York. Things are going well with the job I landed in Buenos Aires and I'm establishing some good contacts and acquiring excellent knowledge. I'm definitely in NY to work. All work, barely any play. Except for last week's date, which surpassed any expectations I might have had. Ok and tango night yesterday at Lincoln Center. "Narcotango", an Argentinean band played tango electronico which was really nice and full of Americans courting a la Latino on the dance floor. Is Buenos Aires not tailing me?! I miss it so much; the city, the people and the great things that happened there. I did share 3 dances with a nice guy from of course.. Bolivia, because why would a New Yorker invite a girl to dance?!

Today I walked around for 12 hours and all I had to account for it was a conversation with an elderly Canadian man at a table right outside FAO Schwartz. All else was work and I think I'm about to have checked off all the Barnes & Noble in New York City.

So for now, this is all I can share. Nothing spicy, nothing emotional or too contemplative. Hopefully, the last 3 upcoming weeks of this trip will be more positive.

~~Over and out from the girl's who's out and about in the big apple.~~

Posted by enoura 20:04 Archived in USA Tagged living_abroad

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