First and foremost this place is hot. If you have as much Anglo-Saxo blood in you as me, then the sun and the heat have always been a source of annoyance to you. In England we get the odd few week that we can maneuver our lives around so we aren't exposed to too much of it, in New York however it is impossible. Constant sun for the whole summer, literally I've been here for coming up to a month and it's rained three times, overcast about four. Even then, in those days there were long hours of pure inescapable sunshine. Pack shorts and a lot of thing white shirts. I have to an extent acclimatised to the weather, I've even picked up a little tan thank you very much. One thing that'll take me a little longer to acclimatise to is the amount you sweat.
There is no way getting around it: you'll sweat a lot. It's disgusting, but it's perfectly naturally. You'll sweat and get dehydrated so you drink some water only to sweat that out as well. Accept it, that's my advice. The more you accept, the less you worry, the less you sweat (slightly). Plus they don't even sell spray antiperspirant in New York. I don't know if it's the shops I've been visiting but I think I've found like two and they're just deodorant, shit is cray, just that roll on stuff and that's only for women. The other piece of advice, if you are renting a flat, take as many showers as you can. Most places will have hot water built into the rent so utilize it. Take as many as you possibly can, this won't stop you sweating of course, possibly just frustrate you because you'll get out the shower and within fifteen minutes start sweating all over again.
Be careful with Fast-food. This is the big one. I live near an avenue that literally has 6/8 of the most biggest fast food chains. There is KFC, MacDonalds, Pizza Hut, Dunkin Donuts, Wendy's and Burger King. The only two that is missing are White Castle and Popeye's then the circle would be complete. I have to be very careful, I love fast food and because my metabolism has always been a monster, it has been like water off my back. I am twenty-four now though so it's about to hit it's peak and start to splutter and die. This is the time I have to resist temptation so when my metabolism does give out I'll be used to it. The good news is, there is a cheap gym around the corner so I can just work out for an hour and a half then go to KFC and it all balances out. PARFAIT! (french for 'is right lad')
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