As much as I didn't want to, though, I couldn't help but gawk like a tourist or intellectualize like a hipster as I was walking the High Line, a former elevated railroad line (much like the El in Philly) that was revamped and turned into a park. Yeah...an almost boardwalk-like park stretching from the low teens up and into the 30's. Only in New York, right?
And that's why this last trip to New York, one of dozens upon dozens that I've done in the past, was so significant to me. As I walked along this former eyesore-turned-city-oasis, I couldn't help but feel inspired. I have had a vision for North Philadelphia to be revitalized ever since my last year at Temple University, where I took a class called "The Uptown Theater". It's basically Philly's version of Harlem's Apollo Theater, but the larger study surrounding my Uptown class hinted at what a vibrant, upbeat community North Philly once was.
W 119th Street, Harlem, NYC
But do I want North Philly to undergo the same gentrification that Harlem is being plagued (conscious word choice) by today? Do I want health food stores and smoothie places to drive the rent up and the poor residents out into further displacement? I often wonder if there's some kind of balance that can be struck.
In the meantime, I'm still considering this move to New York. It's something I've been praying on, weighing my options, and kinda just sitting back and watching where God takes me.
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