It’s fair to say NYC is worlds away from NE – not just in distance, but in the lifestyle. For example, when my best friend, Becca, was lamenting to me about having to get gas before work on a Monday, I equated it to having to wait in line to fill up my Metrocard pass on a Monday morning before getting on the subway (The line’s always extra long on Monday because everyone seems to have missed the boat on getting their s*** together to fill the pass over the weekend when the crowd is much lighter).
Anyway, I usually try to get back to The Big O at least every 6 months, but this time around, it’s been almost 8. Thus, I am out-of-practice with living the Nebraska life aka “the good life.”
Here’s a couple of things I completely forgot about:
How cool it feels driving in the car with the AC blasting and the windows wide open at the same time.
Sure, it’s a waste of gas. But whatever. How cool is it that I can enjoy the comfort of the AC while taking in the outdoors at the same time. The only way I could achieve such a feat in NYC would be to walk around with a hat that had a little mini fan attached to it…
Country music stations do exist.
You can find country music everywhere, but not everywhere, can you find 4+ amazingly awesome country music stations. I love that I can channel surf and pretty much always end up on a country song. I don’t listen to much radio in NYC, but I know there aren’t too many country stations. So, when I’m driving with the AC on high, windows open and blasting country music, I pretty much feel like the luckiest girl in the world.
Bunny rabbits do exist.
Apparently bunnies don’t like concrete jungles. I’ve seen some squirrels in Central Park and certainly lots of dogs that look like bunnies being carried around in Louis Vuitton bags on the Upper East Side. However, I can’t recall the last time I saw a bunny rabbit that wasn’t in a cage. Bunny rabbits love Nebraska. Or maybe, just like the people, they are much friendlier here than in NYC, and that is why they come out to play 😉
I’ve been home for 3 full days and have been at the pool for 2 of them. NYC doesn’t really have pools, so laying out at the pool is definitely something I’ve completely forgotten about.
Walmart has everything you need
Since I’ve been home, I can’t even count the times someone has told me, “Oh, you need that – just go to Walmart – they have everything.” There are no Walmarts in the Big Apple. When I lived here 10 years ago, Walmart wasn’t quite the big deal that it is now. Even when I’ve been back over the years, I’ve always hit up Target because it’s closer to my neighborhood. But, after visiting with my mother today, I must say, the rumors are true: You CAN get everything at Walmart
Drive-Thrus are the Sh**!
Back when I lived in Chicago, I saw a drive-thru every now and then. I even lived by a McDonalds drive-thru for a couple of years (it was where all of the “interesting” people gathered late at night). But, NYC contains absolutely no drive-thrus. When I want a giant iced coffee bigger than my hand from Dunkin Donuts, I walk the few blocks to get it. But, here, I can just go to the drive-thru of my favorite local coffee spot – it’s such a revelation! In fact, every morning since I’ve been home, I have woken up at 6:30, gotten in my car in my scrubs, and driven to Crane’s Coffee (while of course blasting country and AC with the windows open ;-)). I’ll pretty much think of any excuse to hit up the drive-thru, because for some reason, I think they’re pretty amazing.
You can work out at a decked out gym…without spending your life savings.
I love my gym in NYC. I just love it. I once saw P-Diddy there, the classes are some of the best around, the facilities are up-to-date and it always has the most cutting-edge workouts. What’s not to like? Oh yeah, it’s ridiculously expensive. Gyms in Omaha have just as much to offer as my NYC gym and cost 5 times less. Plus they are gigantic.
I may or may not have fibbed to the person at the “hip” Omaha gym today about planning a move to Omaha next month so that I could get a 7 day guest pass. I’m actually an incredibly bad liar, and my lies usually falter under the intense gaze of bright blue eyes. Thus, I had a difficult time fibbing to the gym membership person today (let’s hope he never reads this). Nevertheless, it was worth it. I was like a kid in the candy store with all of the fun machines and new options.
My fave was this circuit training section which worked every muscle of my body in 15 minutes!
The perfect view isn’t always a decked out skyline.
As I’ve mentioned before on the Sometimes Healthy Living blog, I can’t get enough of my NYC building’s rooftop, which has incredible views of the city. But being here reminds me that a good view doesn’t always need to be so dramatic. Right now, I’m siting on the back porch, staring at the green grass in my backyard and listening to the birds chirp. It’s not the Empire State building, but I wouldn’t trade the serenity of this morning for anything in the world right now.
Babies are fun!
I don’t interact with children in NYC, unless you count walking by women with strollers on the Upper East Side. Since being home, I’ve spent some quality time with Becca’s adorable son, Brody, and I’ve enjoyed every second of it. Kids are so entertaining and they really do say the darndest things!
Big grocery stores are even more fun!
Okay, that one’s a bit of a stretch. Shopping at the local grocery store isn’t nearly as fun as hanging out with Brodsters. But, compared to what I’m used to in NYC, it’s a pleasure trip. In NYC, I’m accustomed to crowded, tiny grocery stores that are always being restocked right when I’m shopping and never have 2/3 of my shopping list! I just got back from shopping for tonight’s dinner (I’m making spaghetti squash for the fam!), and I was floored with how peaceful grocery shopping can be.
I’ve been home 3 full days and been to the grocery store about 6 times…the people at the store are starting to wonder about the Sometimes Healthy Girl aimlessly roaming through their wide aisles…
Sometimes people do things out of the goodness of their heart.
I tweeted earlier yesterday about heading to physical therapy to work on my foot. What I didn’t mention is that the woman at the clinic, who met my mother through a friend, offered to see me for free. My mother told her how I had a little trouble finding good advice about how to treat my foot in NYC, so she offered to see my while I was in town. She spent over 30 minutes with me, where she showed me some new exercises, examined my foot and gave me advice.
I’m sure glad I visited her because it turns out there’s a bit more wrong than I thought. My ankle has been bruised for about 3 months, and she identified another problem that caused this bruising. If I hadn’t visited her, I never would have realized this other issue. And she met with me for free. I love NYC, but I can definitively say this wouldn’t happen in New York. In fact, I’d classify this random act of kindness as an “Only in Nebraska.”
Off to whip up some breakfast from Casa Sometimes Healthy’s fully stocked fridge. I’m thinking as long as I’m introducing the rents to spaghetti squash tonight, I might as well serve them up some egg muffins for breakfast…
If you live in a city, what’s one thing you forget about and remember every time you go home?
If you live in a regular town, what’s one thing that shocks you every time you visit a big city?
Finish this sentence: Only in “my town” would you find…