December 2010
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Dueling Aerobeds on Dean Street (in Park Slope)
It was a half mile walk to my new home. The last time I had a move like this was from 34th street to 35th street on the third week of my project. It’s amazing to think about how long ago that feels to me.
Stayed
With Bryan, who I knew a little bit from my time at Tufts. He was a year younger and we had some mutual friends. I saw him at a wedding over the summer (weddings were a good...
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The NYC Nomad in Park Slope (on Sterling Place...
Stayed
With Jo, the sister of a good friend of mine from Tufts and the sister-in-law of an even better friend of mine at Tufts. We were in the wedding together a few years back, but beyond that and running into each other at a bar in Park Slope, I’d say we didn’t know each over very well.
Jo owns her apartment and she had stories of the renovations she (meaning she did them herself) made. It’s...
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The NYC Nomad on Central Park South
Coming “home” after being out of the city, even if just for a weekend, can be a difficult transition. I get out of a certain rhythm I have with the city and the project, with living with people, and often it feels like I should just be going back to my old apartment. With that in mind, I made sure to save a week with my good friend Pauline after a two week trip to Peru because I knew it would...
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The NYC Nomad in the New York Times!
So what does 36 hosts, 20 neighborhoods, and schlepping an AeroBed all around New York City get you? Well, it lets you connect with some amazing old and new friends, gives you a decidedly unique view of NYC, and today, an article in the New York Times!
I’m really happy with it, and would be even more happy if as many people as possible can read it. To that end, please share the article on...
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The NYC Nomad returns to Greenpoint (at Calyer...
One of the difficult things (and the thing I like least) about this project is recruiting people to host and scheduling the weeks. It generally requires a certain amount of follow up and though I hand out plenty of nomad business cards, people rarely email me. You can’t blame them, really…wait, so you’re giving me a card so that I can email you so you can come live with me for...
