Park Slope

Where I used to live, and why I committed to it so hard

For several years I lived in northern Park Slope, Brooklyn. I've since moved to the East Bay, but I'm leaving this here because the belief underneath it hasn't changed at all: wherever you live you should commit pretty hard to the area. There is lifelong payoff to putting down roots. I loved where I lived for a couple reasons:

  • It was near to 10+ train lines, and the vast majority of NYC was within an hour of my front door. It was easy for me to get places, but more importantly it was easeful for people to come to our home. Friends almost never declined an invitation due to inconvenience, friends that were visiting were extremely hype to stay with us, and this minimized the activation energy required to see all the many many wondrous things in NYC.
  • It was dense but neighborly. Dense enough that there were plenty of people nearby to befriend, but not so dense as to seem anonymous.
  • It was near parks and a climbing gym. I live in my physical body, I want it to be easy to move it in the ways it wants to be moved.

None of that is a fact about Park Slope specifically — it's a description of what you get when you pick somewhere and actually commit. I'm now doing the same thing in the East Bay from a standing start.

I always want to meet neighbors, so if you live near me and you think we might like each other please ask me on a walk.