The Move

Ok. I did it. I moved to NYC. I packed up my two giant suitcases (both hitting right at the 50 lb. mark, obvs), survived the 4am hour-long car ride with my parents to the Cleveland Amtrak station (please note how GMaps shows it IN THE LAKE), and even suffered through the 13-hour train ride into Penn. My cab driver had to help me haul my bags up to my Harlem door, but I got here. Look out, New York.