I have a love/hate relationship with tourist pits in this city. I hate dealing with slow-moving, in-the-way, picture-taking tourists. But, at the same time I love the feeling of knowing that I live in a place most people only get to sample. I count myself as such a lucky person to live here. I wake up a city so alive our floor shakes from time to time (or that could be the construction down the street… but I digress).

I didn’t always feel this way. My transition period was not a smooth one. Many nights there were tears and questions of what I was doing here. I was amazed by how a city so full of people could be so lonely. I was told when I moved here it would take about a year to get in the groove of things, and boy were they right. Nearly a year after I moved here it was as if I was pulled out of a cave and was dancing my way around the streets. And, once you get into the groove of New York, it’s the most amazing thing! Falling in love doesn’t hurt much, either. ;)

I loved reading (in the below article) how similar my experience were to others who decide to take a chance on living here!

Sometime over the course of a person’s first year in New York, there usually comes that moment. It can happen in the first days or weeks, or after 10 months. It can happen repeatedly, or without people noticing, at least not at first.

Newcomers suddenly realize either that the city is not working for them or that they are inexorably becoming part of it, or both. They find themselves walking and talking faster.

The subway begins to make sense. Patience is whittled away; sarcasm often ensues. New friends are made, routines established, and city life begins to feel like second nature. In other words, newcomers find themselves becoming New Yorkers.

Newcomers Adjust, Eventually, to New York | Via Swiss Miss