Posted on March 9th, 2014I've just gone out on a limb. I've chosen to use the traditional spelling of the word "favours" in the title of this post. Any Americans reading this will surely assume I'm English and dismiss what I have to say here as being irrelevant to them . I'm not English, but dammit, that's the way I learned to spell it so I'm happy to take the chance.
Posted on October 25th, 2013
American bread is perfect.Each slice looks photoshopped, feels like it's been injected with air and tastes like it's been injected with sugar. It's perfect, except that it's fake. American bread can sit in your cupboard for 2 months and taste exactly as it did the day you bought it. It is manufactured to perfection. I love it, and I hate it.This is my general feeling about living in the ole US of A. Well New York, to be more specific. I've been here for nearly a year now and experienced the best and worst of the capital of capitalism. Giraffe-like models in their $2,000 shoes stumble along the cobbled streets of SoHo, chatting about which up-scale brunch venue they should spend their Saturday in, gossiping about that guy who drives that car who owns that art gallery. The city is career-driven, money-driven, selfish. The evenings and weekends are for self-indulgence - an all-day brunch, a band, a "showing". It's all about me, and maybe about you, if you can make me better, richer, thinner, more famous. I’m the guy that sat on that empty island in Thailand and dreamed of opening a palm-tree bar, so I could spend my days, simply — materialism free, pressure free. And so, obviously NYC is everything that I hate. Except I don't hate it here. I've tried my best to hate it, and I don't. In fact I've been a little afraid to go home (Sydney). But I've come to appreciate it for what it is - its beauty and its flaws - and I have a new-found appreciate for the comforts of home. New York I'll surely miss you, it's been a wild ride, I have ridden the materialism train for a year now, and I'm ready to hop off - back to a simpler life. But before I go here's why I love you... The 3 best things about living in NYC:
So as I head back to a simpler, calmer, slower pace of life, I know I'll miss you NYC. You are the beautiful crazy girlfriend I know I shouldn't be with. You are the perfect, sweet, slice of bread - but I know you're not good for me.
David Smyth. Jack of many trades, master of few. Tech Product Manager, Husband and Father. This is where I share general observations and the lessons I'm learning.