‘The true New Yorker secretly believes that people living anywhere else have to be, in some sense, kidding.’ – John Updike
I don’t like to brag to outsiders about how New York in the greatest city in the world. But when
people occasionally assert that another city is better, I will lay down a verbal smackdown, and prove that they are wrong.
Where else can you get a smoothie delivered to your door at 2 AM?
In what other city is every square inch accessible by public transportation at all times?
I’ve lived in New York City for 128 days, give or take. (I’m bad at math. I actually had to repeat a year!)
In the few times I’ve been out of the city, I feel like a fish out of water. Not in the sense of feeling like you don’t fit in; meaning that you can’t breathe and are desperately trying to get back in the water.
As the terrific Fran Lebowitz once said, “When you leave New York, you are astonished at how clean the rest of the world is. Clean is not enough.”