I first came to New York in June/July of 1999 for a UN conference on Population and Development, and, although I was working all the hours God sent, with what little time I had to myself I walked the streets of the city obsessively.
I fell in love with the place, and decided then, that I'd really love to live here, it got added to the list of things I'd like to do before I die.
Well, today I turned 40, and I live in New York in an apartment in Chelsea, I walk my dogs in Madison Square Park, I eat out in the Village and I shop on 34th street.
And it's just as fabulous as I thought it would be.
