North Vs. South: Is New York City Or Florida The Better Place To Live?

North Vs. South: Is New York City Or Florida The Better Place To Live?

I’ve lived in New York City for years, but have lived in Florida for a few months. Which is the better place to live?
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I’ve lived in New York City for years but I had the opportunity to live in Florida for a few months and I loved it. Here are the pros and cons of each:

New York City

Late Night stores

You’ll be able to get a snack or come out the club at 4 a.m. if you wanted to. I have two corner stores that are open 24 hours a day, perfect if you get hungry or forgot to buy something during the day.

No need for cars

In New York City you don’t need a car as much as you would need one in Florida. Here in New York we always have subways and cabs within our reach. It is very easy to get from one place to the another. If you have a car be prepared to move the car at random times throughout the day and get tickets here and there. Let’s not forget looking for parking if you don’t own your own parking space, it’s definitely a hassle.

Snow

The winter months will be freezing! Be prepared to remove the snow from your car or the front of your home — which is not easy! Also, it will be really uncomfortable to walk in the snow and those days will be the days you don’t want to do anything but stay home. It also can cause depression.

Rent

Rent is super high in New York City! I live in the Bronx in a one bedroom apartment and I pay over a thousand dollars for rent...monthly! It is not worth it. The apartments are old and small and you don’t have your own parking lot or your own laundromat in most of the buildings. If you want these facilities or more bedrooms I'm sure you'll be paying more than two thousand dollars.

Florida

Late Night

No late night store runs to the local store on the corner — mostly everything in Florida closes early. You’ll have to make sure you have everything you need at home after getting off from work. Also, it is much more peaceful to live in Florida than to live in NYC. At night you won’t hear a thing, maybe crickets, unlike in NY, where you’ll hear sirens or music from your neighbors.

You’ll need a car

When I was in Florida I didn’t have a driver’s license, which made it very difficult for me to move around. I had to depend on other people to make moves. A car is very important in Florida since everything is far away and the weather is very hot, so walking is not as easy as in NYC.

Sun

For a reason Florida is called the sunshine state! The climate is pretty warm throughout the year, giving you the opportunity to visit pools water parks, wear summer clothing all year. You won't be locked in an apartment; it becomes easier to enjoy the outdoors when you have such nice weather. For people with kids, this nice weather is very convenient.

Rent

When I lived in Florida the apartment was about $800 a month, it included two bedrooms two bathrooms, a laundry room, balcony, parking, gym and pool. The apartment was brand new and the utilities as well. It was totally worth the money.

So, what's my verdict?

Florida is by far a better place to live because you get to enjoy life a lot more throughout the year. Although Florida is prone to hurricanes it is definitely better than having to stay indoors because of freezing weather. So I prefer Florida rather than living in New York City.

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My life fell apart faster than a drunk dude approaching a Jenga stack.

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BREAKING (not fake) NEWS: It's true, you have to hit your lowest before hitting your highest.

I want to share my lowest with you, and I'm almost ashamed to say it had nothing to do with the loss of both of my parents. I like to think I handled that like a warrior.

Turns out I didn't, and the hurt I've been burying from that hit me all at once, the same moment my life fell apart faster than a drunk dude approaching a Jenga stack.

My life flipped upside down overnight back in August. I had my heart broken shattered, lost two very important friendships that I thought were with me until the end, lost my 9-5 job, my health took a hit stronger than a boulder, and I was absolutely lost. For the first time, ever, I let go of the reigns on my own life. I had no idea how to handle myself, how to make anyone around me happy, how to get out of bed or how to even begin the process of trying to process what the f*ck just happened. I was terrified.

Coming from the girl who never encountered a dilemma she couldn't fix instantaneously, on her own, with no emotional burden. I was checked out from making my life better. So I didn't try. I didn't even think about thinking about trying.

The only relatively understandable way I could think to deal with anything was to not deal with anything. And that's exactly what I did. And it was f*cking amazing.

I went into hiding for a week, then went on a week getaway with my family, regained that feeling of being loved unconditionally, and realized that's all I need. They are all I need. Friends? Nah. Family. Only. Always.

On that vacation, I got a call from the school district that they wanted me in for an interview the day I come home. It was for a position that entailed every single class, combined, that I took in my college career. It was a career that I had just gotten my degree for three months before.

I came home and saw my doctor and got a health plan in order. I was immediately thrown into the month-long hiring process for work. I made it a point to make sunset every single night, alone, to make sure I was mentally caught up and in-check at the same exact speed that my life was turning. I was not about to lose my control again. Not ever.

Since August, I have spent more time with family than ever. I've read over 10 new books, I've discovered so much new music, I went on some of my best, the worst and funniest first dates, I made true, loyal friends that cause me zero stress while completely drowning me in overwhelming amounts of love and support, I got back into yoga, and I started that job and damn near fell more in love with it than I ever was for the guy I lost over the summer.

But most importantly, I changed my mindset. I promised myself to not say a single sentence that has a negative tone to it. I promised myself to think three times before engaging in any type of personal conversation. I promised myself to wake up in a good mood every damn day because I'm alive and that is the only factor I should need to be happy.

Take it from a girl who knew her words were weapons and used them frequently before deciding to turn every aspect of her life into positivity — even in the midst of losing one of my closest family members. I have been told multiple times, by people so dear to me that I'm "glowing." You know what I said back? F*ck yes I am, and I deserve to.

I am so happy with myself and it has nothing to do with the things around me. It's so much deeper than that, and I'm beaming with pride. Of myself. For myself.

I want to leave you with these thoughts that those people who have hurt me, left me, and loved me through these last couple of months have taught me

Growth is sometimes a lonely process.
Some things go too deep to ever be forgotten.
You need to give yourself the permission to be happy right now.
You outgrow people you thought you couldn't live without, and you're not the one to blame for that. You're growing.
Sometimes it takes your break down to reach your breakthrough.

Life isn't fair, but it's still good.

My god, it's so f*cking good.

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The world wouldn't be the colorful and intriguing place it is today without the curious minds of the humans that walk this earth.

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I mean, sure, we can try to outweigh all of the success that human beings have been able to accomplish. All of the beautiful creations that have been made thus far with less than desired thoughts of what negative impact we have on the planet. Or that we can't simply come together as humans beings and live peacefully in a world that has so much to offer.

A world to live a better life of less violence and more love. Less hate and more love. It's tough sometimes sorting through all of the messiness the world has to offer, but what I can tell you is that there is a world full of beauty out there, and I keep finding little bits of it as I get older and older.

I remember days when my anxiety was so bad during the Spring semester of my sophomore year. It was crippling, and to add depression onto it as well, that made it super easy for me to just ignore all of my responsibilities. I would cry for hours, feeling so confused knowing that this wasn't who I was.

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I wanted to know everything, so I taught myself.

The summer going into my junior year, I would walk to this little basketball court that was near my house with my phone and my headphones. I was a little embarrassed to be trying something that some people might find so odd, out in broad daylight, but I was too invested in learning. If I could have a photo of every look I got that summer, that'd be a great photo album.

When I first started learning to shuffle, I started with the basics and just learned the shuffle before I even dove into the thought of shape cutting yet. What I found was that learning shapes to slower songs made it so much easier to learn the steps, and once I had that, I'd simply incorporate it into a faster-paced song.

I felt myself becoming more and more comfortable, even my walk to the court was more confident. Something in me changed when I started shuffling. I found the courage to finally just post my first video, and with that came the first like… and the next… and another.

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Shuffling has been another little bit of beauty that I've crossed paths with during my time on this planet, and I can only imagine the beauty that is to come.

Never in a million years did I think I'd be a dancer, but it's the best feeling in the world when I look back and think about that sad little girl who was so confused, in her room hiding away from the world. She is now flourishing and giving the world a beautiful piece of herself.

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I've seen the ugliness since I was five years old, but you can be a beautiful part of this world, no matter what. I promise you, we can do it.

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