Welcome to Best and Worst.
In case you’re new here, Best and Worst is Mamamia’s weekly Friday tradition. It’s the space where our writers and readers come together to recap our weeks, to vent our frustrations and to celebrate our happy times.
I’ll start by sharing my week’s highlight: I’m about to move to the concrete jungle. The land of bagels, baseball and alligators in sewers.
Aka my spirit home, New York City.
I’m so excited! Also confused. Because I’ve receive a barrage of well-meaning advice from acquaintances, friends and even strangers who have a ‘connection’ with the city and are self-styled experts on living there.
And every time someone imparts a word of wisdom, I think I’ve found The Answer to smoothly moving overseas — only to be given directly contradictory advice about two hours later.
The bewildering tips I’ve received so far include:
1. Without an artic-style puffy jacket, you will freeze.
2. The weather is boiling. Bring bathers.
3. Every apartment gets snapped up within hours, so don’t bother home-hunting ’til you get there.
4. But lock an apartment down like YESTERDAY, because it’s an insanely competitive rental market.