Summer is the best and worst time to be a 20-something living in the city.
spirits are generally higher during the summer (I dare you to find me a New Yorker who prefers the winter to the summer — I still have PTSD from my first gray, frigid, snow-laden winter in the city)
there is so much to do! Parks, BBQs, festivals, rooftops, beer gardens, you name it!
plenty of work holidays (Memorial Day, Fourth of July, Labor Day, etc)
AND THE WORST:
it can be a money suck (a pattern I’ve noticed: happier friends = more alcohol consumption = more money spent)
sweaty bodies on the subway and the smell of hot garbage on the streets
plenty of work holidays… when your co-workers are vacationing to their summer homes, and you are vacationing to… your tiny apartment
While there are a lot of amazing things about New York City in the summertime, I’ve come to realize how important it is to leave every once in a while. Without these mini mental health breaks, I become stressed and strung out; I didn’t know how restorative it could be until I was in the middle of some woods, smelling fresh air again. The challenge? Finding a way to “vacation” without the cost of airfare, hotels, or house rentals.