Thursday, January 3, 2008

Not a Jefferson


When I lived in Florida, I owned a condo on the second floor of a low-rise building, with verdant views of trees and woodlands. Herons waded in the creek outside my window.

Then I moved to New York, and wound up on the first floor, in a 9-foot-wide apartment facing East 90th Street and overlooking the garbage. I joked that I was the only person to move to New York City, land of skyscrapers, and wind up on a lower floor.

I didn’t mind my street-level apartment, but it could get noisy at times - like when the garbage collectors started banging around below my window at 7 a.m. I was much happier when I moved to my current apartment on East 29th Street in 2002. Here, I’m on the third floor.

Before I came to New York, I’d always wanted to live in a high-rise. It seemed so elegant, the idea of standing before my full-length windows, looking out over city rooftops. The pose almost demands a tuxedo and a martini.

But then, I’m not really a tuxedo kind of guy. (Martinis occasionally!) I have a couple of friends who live in high-rises, and while their views are fabulous, I’ve detected a few drawbacks.

In my apartment, I have a tree right outside. My window looks onto its branches and I feel connected to nature. I hear just enough urban hum to tie me to the city and its street life.

High-rises, though, seem a bit lonely. You’re so far up that you don’t get that connection with the world below. Sometimes you get sound, but overall it’s a little isolating - just you and clouds and rain and pigeons. (And your dwindling bank account - high rises are much more expensive.)

So for now, at least, I’ve come to like the third floor. Unlike the Jeffersons, I won’t be “movin’ on up” any time soon.

(Photo: New condo tower at sunset, East Village, Jan. 2008)

6 comments:

Merle Sneed said...

I does seem that living on the 47th floor or something would be so isolating.

patrick said...

Happy New Year Steve, hope we can meet up for coffee soon!

Squirrel said...

I couldn't live much above the 5th floor to be comfy--tree height is about right.

J$ said...

on one hand i would love to live on a super high floor with a large penthouse style terrace. on the other hand i don't really like living in elevator buildings. the last thing i want to do when i get home is wait for an elevator. i like to just run in or run out of my apt, even that involves going up 4 flights of stairs.

Reya Mellicker said...

I love views from upper floors of skyscrapers, but being that far away from the ground doesn't feel like home. Third floor? That sounds perfect - far enough off the ground that you don't have to deal directly with the street noise, but not so high up that you're isolated and remote. Sounds perfect.

C-line said...

I dig it! Very awesome! It was great to meet you tonight as well. All the best and I look forward to reading more of your blog! Peace, Caroline