Traveling solo means taking lots of solo pics. I've gotten better at asking people to snap pics of me, but most of my pictures here are still selfies
Literally wearing the same lipstick in every image lolz
Kids. They're everywhere. In the streets, on the train, in restaurants, absolutely everywhere. In LA unless you work with kids, you're not really around them this much. I most appreciate how independent they are. At first it was shocking to see them riding the subways or walking the streets alone, but I come from a city where they're driven everywhere. Plus it's been a good reminder that kids, despite their age are in fact people too.
Escalators. They never work. What's up with that? After a long tiring day, the last thing I want to do when I get out the train is manually climb up a frozen escalator. For all the taxes y'all pay, the least you could get is consistently working escalators.
Bugs are a thing. I've been bitten a thousand and one times in the span of two weeks. And I scar easily so the marks (albeit from my scratching) will be coming home with me. The humidity has also been a silent nemesis. I've been to New Orleans so I've seen serious humidity, but I think because I'm been spending more time outside, I've been getting headaches from the humidity. I carry my water bottle with me everywhere though (thanks Darrell!) so your girl is staying hydrated.
Fila's! Everybody and their mom is rocking a pair of Fila's.
I'm in NY for the summer. I've always wanted to live here, I'm off from school and my job let's me work from my computer. So here I am. I don't remember the last time I traveled with more than a carry on, so navigating the airport and the subway with both a carry on and a proper suitcase was quite the event. First off I'm cheap, so I wasn't about to buy new luggage. Instead I rummaged through my sister's closet for an old suitcase- unpretty and a two-wheeler, but still functional. At LAX I found my footing. By JFK, I was a pro at the two suitcase roll. But the subway, oh my the subway. I briefly considered calling a Lyft, but remember I'm cheap. Tangent: I've been binging the Amazing Race recently and now I get it! When you're in the moment, flustered, trying to find your metro pass, keep track of your phone that you always lose and have two rolling bags, you forget that there's an actual gate and try to squeeze through the turnstile with your mountain of belongings and get...stuck. Yes, someone very rudely asked me why I didn't go through the regular gate. Yes I very rudely and defensively responded back, And then a very nice African man helped me get out and through. I then rolled said suitcase over someone's foot on the train 🤦🏾♀️, got it stuck in between two closing doors, had to lug it down two flights of stairs and got caught in the rain with it. Worth it? Absolutely not. On the plus side, I'm walking distance to a bomb senegalese restaurant, I already made a new friend, and I'm writing a blog post! And yes, I will be calling a Lyft for my return trip.
I started improv 101 at UCB in Dec 2017. I took a 6 month hiatus before signing up for the next level because let's be real...it's ain't cheap! I don't know that I actually thought through continuing with it, but I've been known to have impulsive spells and signed up a week before 201 was to begin.
Class ran for 8 weeks. 8 weeks mixed with feeling like I had the chops for comedy superstardom! To feeling like I was the driest person to ever graze the planet. Most of the time I was thinking, hey just make the most of this and see what happens.
I didn't take Improv to be a better actor, I did it for fun. My classmates were 1000X funnier than me which resulted in me having zero expectations about my abilities. There's something nice about that, no expectations. It leaves all the room for failure but the failing doesn't hurt so bad because you're so dull to start with. By all means, this doesn't mean I don't want to improve. I've seen shows and aspire to be as quick witted and inherently amusing as the people who occupy those stages. In the meantime though, I'm ok with slowly trudging my way up each class level.
Regardless, I will say this: the community at UCB is fantastic. I almost felt like I was back in college wit the sheer amount of people I met- most of them nice, interesting and genuine too! Almost, if not all of these people I was in class with. Others I met at the cafe or at shows on sunset or franklin.
Would I recommend improv? Yes, if anything for the novelty of it. It forces you to think differently and simultaneously to not think at all. For a chronic loiterer who stalls around the hallways in my head, this is godsend. I haven't yet fully mastered it yet, but I've gotten better at paying attention to what's before me and not what's to come. I once asked my classmates how improv had helped their lives. Some mentioned overcoming stage fright, others gaining better listening. I on the other hand, couldn't yet give a reason. Now that class is over and I'm getting back to my regular routine, I think improv helped lower my anxieties. I was too busy improvising that I wasn't focusing on the things that stressed me out. Now that I'm consistently back in reality, I notice those stressors creeping back in. So what to do? More improv I guess!