New York
My first favorite thing when I moved to New York was the sound of the creek that I could hear from the windows of the apartment babbling out back of the property.
My second favorite thing about that apartment was the old-fashioned bathtub that was actually deep enough that these days they'd be selling it as a home-spa. The water came up to your shoulders.
The third favorite thing was the water pressure. That bathtub (long and deep) filled in about 4 minutes.
As an ecologically-minded type of person using that amount of water all at once felt, at times, hyper-consumptive, if not wasteful, but boy oh boy was it ever nice. I made up for it by taking the train into the city most of the time; instead of using the car.
Note: post is very much predated ; loosely related to a "later" post that I actually wrote earlier.
It is supposed to fall into a 1998 date but the new blogger wont let it. I'll try a few differnt dates and see what works. e.g 12/31/2000 (nope) - 31/12/2000. Oh, okay. That's alright then. it must be because of the day/month sequence. I'll try 1998 again.
