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"Coming out to play" by Emma Smith

Nov 24, 2009 at 10:20 pm in anglophiles, british, brits, expatriates, expats, york by Big Apple Brits · Leave a Comment »

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If Manhattan is an adult playground then we’ve defiantly earned our turn on the swings.

After tears, tantrums and some elegant accounting we have been deemed just about good enough to pay huge sums of money to rent our dream apartment, nestled on a tree lined street tucked inside the West Village. It has 5 whole rooms and proper doors and a kitchen that [read more →]

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"Feet First" by Emma Smith

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Week two of my new life in New York and it is entirely possible I may lose my legs.

I fear they could actually fall off from all the walking. Today I saw ten apartments in three hours. That is a lot of walking and fast. People in New York walk like the pavements are made from hot coals. My legs [read more →]

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"Welsh Alien in New York…" by Emma Smith

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Tuesday 1st September 2009. My glamorous new life in New York begins with me arguing in a Queens branch of Subway over a tuna mayonnaise footlong.

I ask the woman for tuna mayonnaise, but she looks at me blankly, so I ask for it again and point to the tuna, but her expression remains. So I say it again…‘Tuna. TUNA [read more →]

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"Finding my New York" by Emma Smith

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New York City is an assault on the senses.It is loud, smelly, breathtakingly beautiful, it feels rough and smooth and sometimes leaves a bad taste in your mouth. Today I hate New York and New York hates me right back.I am standing on a corner in Chelsea crying into the phone to my Mum. The reason for this is the perfect Manhattan apartment [read more →]