A week ago, I was cramming for finals. Now, I’m staring out at a bunch of tall buildings in New York.
The last few days have been crazy to say the least. On Friday morning, I officially finished my sophomore year of college. That was enough to make it a pretty cool day, but later that night my dad and I hopped on a redeye from PDX to JFK and arrived in New York City on Sunday morning.
Armed with coffee (thank you, Dunkin’ Donuts), we hopped in a cab and rode into the city. The New York skyline is breathtaking and I couldn’t wait to see it. Even thought I’ve seen it before, this was the best time; everything looked so HUGE. Well, obviously, it is huge, but you get the idea.
As I stared at it, it began to sink in that I was actually going to be living there for ten weeks. Of course, I’ve known this since April, so you’d think it would have sunk in earlier, but seeing the city for the first time really made it seem real.
After some stealth backing-up-in-the-middle-of-the-street maneuvers by our cab driver, we arrived at the dorm where I’ll be staying this summer. We did a bit of unpacking and then headed out to test-run my walk to work and grab a few things at Bed, Bath and Beyond. To get a sense of a trip to BB&B in a big city, just imagine my father and I trekking up several blocks with massive plastic bags in our arms, hangers and small ironing boards poking out at all angles.
We also had a delicious deli sandwiches for lunch from a small deli/grocery in Manhattan’s Murray Hill neighborhood. Those sandwiches totally validated Liz Lemon’s worldview: “All of humankind has one thing in common: the sandwich. I believe that all anybody really wants in this life is to sit in peace and eat a sandwich.”
And yes, it’s dorky, but I made my dad pose with the AWESOME cart escalator at Bed, Bath and Beyond. Because it has three floors and you can’t take a cart with you up the escalator, they had a little contraption that took your cart up on its own. These are probably commonplace for New Yorkers, but I was amazed.
That evening, we saw West Side Story at the Palace Theater on Broadway, which was fantastic. We also walked around the Rockefeller Plaza. And even though it’s not a great picture, this is me in front of the entrance to 30 Rock (aka, where Liz Lemon walks into work every morning).
Still with me? Thank you. I’m getting pretty excited.
This morning I began my internship at Rodale, Inc., a publishing firm that publishes health and wellness titles like Prevention, Men’s/Women’s Health and Runner’s World. I’m one of their corporate communications interns this summer, which will allow me to use and expand my public relations skills.
I was nervous about starting because I haven’t had much real-world PR experience and the work I’ve done is more agency based (if you don’t know anything about public relations, it’s alright. I appreciate that you’re still reading, 528 words in.) This summer, I’ll be working with the PR teams for three magazine titles: Bicycling, Runner’s World and Organic Gardening.
With the Tour de France starting soon, Bicycling will have a lot on their plates. I don’t know what I’m going to do every single day this summer, but so far I’ve been working on learning how to use Cision, a public relations tracking/monitoring software, getting acquainted with what topics those three titles typically cover and learning how they typically pitch media and organize their work.
The public relations staff worked with at Rodale has been supportive and helpful! It’s been a great environment and I’m excited for the coming days. One thing I discovered is that I won’t really be around the other interns. There are interns working in many different departments, so we’re spread out throughout the building. Another corporate communications intern will be starting next Monday, so I’m looking forward to having another PR person with me!
I was excited to find out that I get my very own cubicle, complete with my own work e-mail and phone extension. I have thumbtacks, Post-It notes and filing cabinets. So far today, I walked past my own cube roughly five or six times, twice got lost trying to find the bathroom twice and came home with 13 magazines to peruse and learn more about.
Okay, I know that was long. Thank you for reading to the end. (Mom, I know that probably just means you.) I promise the rest of my posts won’t be so wordy…but hey, you probably only spend summer in New York once.
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