Funnier than I imagined it to be. That’s for sure!
I was very lucky to have some friends reeeeeally help with my move-in. (And it’s awesome that the storage place I used let’s you use a free storage taxi, which has been wildly helpful.)
But once we got a huge van of stuff to my apartment, it became almost like playing frogger. There were so many people walking down the street that it became this game of dodging and weaving. And what was really funny was people’s looks as we moved furniture into this non-descript door tucked away like, “Wait! Somebody lives there?! There are apartments there?!”
I found that to be so funny.
Also, my goodness, the traffic (obviously) is terrible.
And there are all these rules about not being able to turn left in certain places (even if you’re turning from a one-way street to another one-way street).
Things seem to settle down a little in the middle of the night… I think the traffic would be easier to maneuver around 3 in the morning… Traipsing stuff upstairs and into your apartment at 3am though… I’m not 100% sure how that would go over with your neighbors.
Granted, it’s Times Square. It’s basically never quiet. So, it actually might not go all that poorly. Even still, I try to abide at least somewhat by normal neighbor rules.
Thankfully on the nights I’ve had big furniture moves, the streets have been open. But there was one night where I came back with 3 semi-heavy boxes… They were just big enough and just heavy enough that it was the most I could’ve carried down the street alone… I didn’t think I would have to – that’s why I paid for an uber to drive me some tiny distance like a mile… But with some street closures, I had to make it down the street carrying the boxes at once.
(And I couldn’t maneuver anything else. So, some stranger in Times Square closed the car trunk for me. Thank you!)
And this is where I’ll finish up tomorrow!
I totally see this becoming your musical you write – all about living in your own little sitcom in NYC!
Haha thanks Jennifer! That’d be so fun! 🙂