Out with the old, in with the new

So as you've been reading, I moved into my new apartment about two weeks ago. I haven't taken any pictures inside yet because it's still kind of in transit. One of the past tenants just moved out this week and Chelsie just moved in today so the place is not quite settled. I do have a few pictures of the old place, however, and a couple of my new neighborhood.

The corner on which my old apartment was located.

A few things I won't miss:

...the random trash on the sidewalk, especially when it was windy so there'd be trash flying around the air.....
...the dirty C subway...

...living in a 5th floor walk up...

...the catwalk. Usually this block had dudes sitting along the buildings, cat calling as you'd walk by. For the most part it was easy enough to ignore it, but sometimes I seriously wasn't in the mood...
...the service changes that seemed to be happening every weekend for the last four months or so that always messed up my route...
...the biotches at the market. I'm not kidding when I say the check out girls are the rudest people I've ever met. Everyone who buys their groceries there knows what I'm talking about...
And a few things I will miss:
...the dime guy. This bum hung out in my area and was pretty nice and would ask every day, "Can you spare a dime today? Just a dime?"...

...my stoop...

...having a view of St. John the Divine's Cathedral...
...my paper boy. This boy was so nice. Every day when he'd see me coming he'd get my Post out for me. He always had the biggest grin (even when it was pouring rain) always would say hi, and always say, "Okay, have good day!" He really was the sweetest boy and just brightened up my morning. When I told him I was moving and it was the last time I would be buying a paper from him he was so sad, and said he hoped to run into me later in life. He also gave me my last paper for free. When I asked if I could take a picture of him he said yes, and then said I should have somone take it of both of us. (The first lady I asked looked at me and just flat out said no. Nice.) Anyway, I really will miss my paper boy, and am so sad I never found out his name...
...living two blocks from Central Park.
Okay here's the pictures I promised of my room with my "decorating." I didn't get very far because I was doing it on a budget, but I was very proud of the little bit I did get done, and my color scheme.

I know, it looks like nothing, but like I said, it was just in the beginning stages.

For some reason this picture got messed up. It's of the Tiffany's that's going in down the street from my new place.

The New York Stock Exchange. My subway stop is Wall Street, so naturally there's quite a bit of eye candy in my neighborhood. :)

A picture from my roof. That area where the bluish light is coming from is Ground Zero. It's about three blocks away.

I love that you can see the Empire State Building!