Tuesday, May 07, 2013

I'm Gonna Make It After All....


The other day, I spent the day with my niece in Manhattan, and i think I've finally managed to learn something about myself......

I don't think I'm much of a city person anymore.

In my youth, i certainly THOUGHT i was.  Growing up on the Queens border, i spent many days and nights in big bad New York City, along with everyone else i knew.  It was kind of a badge of honor amongst us to see who was the most knowledgeable of all the city hot spots and goings-on.

Then, when i turned 18, my family moved farther out on Long Island.  At the time, i thought my life was over.  Seeing all the trees, parks, big front yards, and general greenery made me feel like i should be standing on my front lawn holding a pitchfork next to some old lady.  I HATED it, and spent more time travelling back to my old stomping grounds than i did in my new home.

But, as time went on, i gradually started to appreciate the pleasures that a more relaxed way of living had to offer.  For one thing, people weren't stabbing each other.  I found that to be quite a nice change.  Moreover, people seemed generally HAPPIER.  Maybe it was the fact that we all weren't living on top of each other in small, boxed homes, but people generally seemed happier to be alive.  Plus, as i said, there was that whole concept of less people wanting to stab me.

Anyway, I look back on those times now with astonishment that there was a time in my life where i actually PREFERRED to live that way over the more suburban, pool-in-the-backyard, weekend-orgy-in-the-Hamptons life that i have now.  I KNOW that it all made sense to me back then, but for the life of me i can no longer remember WHY.

I guess it all kind of came to a head for me this weekend as i traversed the streets of Manhattan with my niece, who has now become a die hard cosmopolitan.  For every time she told me, "This block has any kind of food you can want.. from a Haitian bakery over there, to great Thai place next door, to a superb Greek place across the street!", all I thought about was, "I'd rather just be home sitting in my backyard where i WOULDN'T be seeing this homeless guy pee on my leg."

I dunno.  Maybe I've just become lazy in my old age, but at this point in my life I'll take a nice quiet backyard with a hammock to a 24-hour rave hall anyway.

9 comments:

Just Keepin It Real, Folks! said...

I hear ya! I would rather go visit the city and whoop it up for a few days, but spend the majority of my time in quiet tranquility.

Bruce Johnson said...

Join the club. My wife and I gave up the big city of Phoenix for a little town in the sticks 200 miles south on the Mexican border last year. Best decision we ever made, although it has been a tough journey, it was worth the trip. Since you are not lounging around in your backyard hammock with a Geritol infused beverage, you can scratch off any hope of ever getting on Survivor.

Cocaine Princess said...

Come on Slyde, if you're feeling this way now how do you expect to keep up with Mini-Me when he's older?

PS. You have to try a rave at least once in your life.

2abes said...

I'm no fan of the city...btw, why do you think everyone in NYC wanted to stab you? You must have been a real prick

MarkD60 said...

I lived in Maryland for for the first grade, then moved to Missouri. I didn't want to go. But then we moved back to Maryland after I finished the 11th grade, and I didn't want to go again.
My Dad grew up in the Bronx, and I ALWAYS hated visiting there. You can keep NYC... and Chicago.
People get used to where they live and start to like it.
I think I'd be happiest on a tropical island with just me and my wife, but she'd probably get bored of it after a while...

B.E. Earl said...

You've hated the city for as long as I've known you. And I've known you since 1960 or so, old man.

Mrs. Hall said...

leave the crazy city for the young. i'll take a yard, friendly neighbors and a cul de sac anyday.

Yvonne said...

I'm a city girl, through and through. I love being in the middle of chaos. I also love the proximity of places I visit. My extended family live out in the suburbs or as I lovingly call it, "the middle of nowhere" --- Maybe if I was a mom with kids and a husband and dogs, maybe then I would feel like you do. But, since I'm none of those things, I'm gonna stay a city girl. -I know, you were waiting on bated breath for that weren't you? ;)

Chris G. said...

Don't worry, I'm sure people still want to stab you where you live now, LOL!