Welcome Home

"I long, as does every human being, to be at home wherever I find myself."                     -- Maya Angelou

For my whole life, New York City has been my home. From birth on March 3rd in Park Slope, Brooklyn to Sunset Park to Bushwick, and finally to my current neighborhood, Ridgewood, Queens. I moved to this quite middle class neighborhood at the age of 9 with my mother and older brother.

Off the bat, I hated the neighborhood and my apartment. Although I didn't have a legitimate reason to. In my 9-year-old mind this was the place that took me away from my friends. I was worried about starting a new school and of making new friends. Very typical fears of a child; I would imagine.

Time passed and I made my official decision that I was sick and tired of this place. To me New York City - Ridgewood was boring. (My thoughts about my hometown were generally thought of as "crazy" because New York City was a city that so many adore and dream of residing within) I, therefore, moved out to a suburban town outside of Philadelphia. Finally somewhere new and exciting!

Four years later and I am back in the city that never sleeps.


As a side-effect of being bitten by the travel bug, my eyes were open to the countless adventures awaiting for me in this city that has been my home for as long as I can recall. It is time I give New York City a chance. A chance to show me its wonders. A chance to fall in love with the city, just as countless of others have fallen in love with it.