I started working at my current place of employment on April 14th, 2003 but I am pretty sure I moved to Philly the week before that (just to get a sense of the place. I hadn’t been to Philadelphia more than twice before I picked everything up and moved here).
When I first moved from NYC to Philly I figured I’d be here for a couple of years and then move back to New York. That idea solidified when Elisa and I broke up, since she was the major reason I left my beloved Yonkers in the first place. Five years later and here I am. Why? A funny thing happened along the way: I started liking Philadelphia.
On occasion I would sally forth to NYC, and I couldn’t wait to get back to Philly. What the heck was going on? I’m a New Yorker, damn it, I didn’t want to like Philadelphia! Try as I might, Philadelphia grew on me.
Philadelphia is my home, and I can’t imagine living anywhere else. My fantastic girlfriend lives here (and I live with her, so that makes it nice), lots of my friends are here, and most of my stuff is here!
I am willing to wager that 5 years from now I’ll be writing a ’10 years in Philadelphia’ post. I can’t wait.
7 responses to “I’ve been a Philadelphia for five years”
Here’s to many more years in Philly!
How could you not love the City of Brotherly Love? It had to grow on you!
A little over two years here myself already. Crazy! Philly does grow on you, I have to admit…
this town is like a weird b movie. you either love it or you don’t, period.
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Yeah, it really grows on you…it’s a great city that feels like a small town; where you bump into people you know at every corner.
Congrats on the 5 years! (and, I am sure, the vac days hee hee just got there last Dec ;-P)
Totally agree it has to grow on you. I was surprised you didn’t mention how much better Philly got when I moved out 3 years ago.;)
I’m from NYC. Sorry, I lived there 2 years (in the Rittenhouse area) and couldn’t wait to get out. It’s a small town that pretends to be big and happening. The food is beyond over-rated– it’s terrible. For everyday dining Brasserie Perrier is great and so is Rouge, but that’s about it. And believe me, I’ve been everywhere in Center City trying to find a decent meal.
No one is cracking down on crime or really cares about cleaning up the streets “Stop the Violence” parades do not work, folks) and the infrasturcture is crumbling.
I am so glad to back in NYC where it’s safe (what telling statement THAT is), the streets are clean, the mayor and police commissioner are hard-working, the roads are paved and the food is edible.