find a really cute lady or gent to share your apartment with.
ooh, just kidding.
gratuitous shot of dreamy boyfriend + actual tip: treat the whole dang city like it's your living room.*
apartments are small. summers are hot. don't feel the need to stay cramped inside.
we make frequent use of the church steps across the street for weekend lunches and after-dinner treats. we haven't yet raised a glass with the monsignor who presides over it, but you never know, stranger things have happened. just yesterday, i gushed about my particular admiration for brooklyn bridge park. the bottom line? if there's a public park in this city, chances are that we've picnicked in it or strolled through it or otherwise taken full advantage of its oxygen-producing giants and rolling lawns.
a few numbers to help you understand why:
central park: 843 acres
prospect park: 585 acres
brooklyn bridge park: 85 acres
the high line: 6.73 acres
our apartment: 0.005509 acres
we like our tiny apartment. but we're not crazy.
*full credit for tip goes to india. see more of her ideas, here.