Finding the right apartment in New York City can be daunting and frustrating. Stephen and I were lucky enough to find a charming (doodle friendly) one bedroom apartment across the street from Central Park with a working fireplace, a doorman and a dishwasher. We moved in after our honeymoon and made a very charming [itsy bitsy] first married apartment together. It was all so perfect until last year when we received a notice that all tenants were being force out of the building in 2015.
Nobody is sure what the plan is for the building, but my plan (before we move in three weeks) is to say goodbye to the neighborhood through a series of blog posts.
That’s Hudson with Kevin (one of his favorite doormen). Ignore the awful/damaged finish on the wall in the lobby. They’re likely renovating or tearing this place down, so they’ve let a few things crumble under our feet (quite literally).
S and I are kind of sad to leave the building, but as you can see, Hudson’s always ready for the next adventure (or maybe he was getting sick of this doorstep photo shoot situation). Happy MLK Day, folks!