First day in the new home...

View from the bedroom window.

           Having an address is NOT overrated. Even though, our furniture suggests that we are camping in New York, we are happy to have a place to call our own. The day began with Mike helping with the bags, which was really more like Dr. Seuss playing bell hop. The bags were piled high and teetering on the cart as Victoria and I watched in hysterics. God bless his little heart. (As Dorothy would say.)  Farewell Staten Island, hello Manhattan.

        After Mike said his goodbye curbside (no doubt to avoid injury) we lugged our bags up the steep and narrow stairs to our new place. Note to future visitors, only pack what you can carry up 3 flights. Elevators are not a high priority in the Big Apple and we are not bell hops. ;-)

       The remainder of the day was spent with our new friend Jose who put the finishing touches on the apartment. He also scored us an air conditioning unit, which is like gold in New York. 

NOTE: In the back of our minds through the whole thing, is.."We better hurry, because hurricane Gloria is on her way." Somehow moving during a hurricane did not seem appealing. But alas, her direction changed and we didn't even get a storm. Whew!

Victoria's bed, and part of mine.

            After covering the apartment with 409, filling the closet (that's right, just one), and blowing up our luxurious new air beds (thanks John), we grabbed champagne to celebrate. (A side note for all of you that know Lucy well, before the champagne I did manage a Christening fall in the apartment. That's right, sat down on our lounge chairs, and WHAM! Crashed to the floor and got stuck in the chair. My loving room mate did manage a helpful hand through the tears from laughing.)

The green one is said chair that I tumbled from....

           Later on, we decided to explore the neighborhood and stopped into the local deli for something sweet for later and what do you know, there's Jose at the counter! Apparently, he moonlights there after his handy work. (Mom: They had killer cupcakes and I asked if they shipped for you, but only got an, "Are you crazy!?" look from the owner. I tried.) 

             A few bars and some crazy Bulgarians later, we made our way home where we crashed. 

            Saturday was spent running errands. Through which we discovered, a live feed of the US Open in Madison Square Park, a Farmer's Market in Union Square Park and a street fair down University Place. I love this city! A few more pictures of the place are below. Write again soon!

~Lucy

Kitchen. (Thanks Sherlock...)

The spacious entry way...