And I feel comfortable admitting that whole-heartedly.
Since arriving in New York, most weekends I tend to stay within the walls of the concrete jungle. And each weekend that I do stay in the city, I tend to find myself on an uptown subway into Manhattan. Continue Reading
Or in this case, the High Line.
Can I really go one post without a pun? Nope, didn’t think so. Continue Reading
I know I’m not alone when I admit that I rely on Instagram to help me plan the majority of my travels. What can I say? I’m a sucker for a good picture. Now that ‘geo-tagging’ is a thing, the perfect ‘gram’ locations become much more accessible to us.
Ohhhh, Canada! {Could I really start this post any differently? I mean. No. No is the answer.}
I’m back to writing. And more importantly, I’m back to feeling good about writing. It could be the TBC {total body conditioning} class I just returned from. It could be the piping hot peppermint tea I’m sipping with the windows wide open in my Brooklyn apartment. Or it could be the high I am still riding from my weekend away in Montreal, Canada.
Last weekend, I had the pleasure of visiting our neighbors in Canada! True, it was during an American holiday, but regardless I had such an incredible experience in Montreal, Quebec. Sometimes you don’t realize how necessary it is to get out of New York City, until you board the plane and take off into the hemisphere to cobblestoned pastures. Eh? You get it. Continue Reading
I arrived at 4:00 AM. An all too familiar routine of shoes off, laptop out, arms up. After passing through security, I entered an eerily empty Laguardia Airport. Within seconds, a sense of comfort fell over me. Something I have yet to feel since arriving in New York.
I know this. Continue Reading
New York City is known for being one of the most expensive cities in the world. I can absolutely attest to this and constantly feel as though I am throwing my money away with each passing day. Like, I might as well just take a wad of cash and distribute it in individual one-dollar bills like they used to do in music videos {yeah, remember those things?}. As a budget traveler, this is one of the most uncomfortable feelings and something I am doing my best to avoid. Continue Reading
I have been a baseball fan since birth. I mean, it wasn’t the cliché tale of my father putting an infant sized baseball cap on my head the moment I left the womb, but you get it. Growing up, my parents introduced me to my first true love: the San Francisco Giants. I would literally race home, turn on the television, and watch the afternoon game after school. On the reg. Continue Reading
It’s very hard for me to complain about any destination in Europe. Each has something to offer, whether or not it is worth devoting an entire afternoon to. I understand how difficult it can be to narrow down all of the places you want to see on your European vacation. You want to make the most out of every day and only waste time at the beach. Continue Reading
I recently found myself in the triangle below canal street, also know as TriBeCa. There are certain neighborhoods that I am drawn to in any city. In London, you could find me in Notting Hill on any given day. In San Francisco, I would sip champagne in the Marina District on a Sunday afternoon. And in New York, it’s been a toss up between TriBeCa and Chelsea. Both neighborhoods contain so much hidden charm within the concrete walls of the city. Both also cost an arm and a leg. It’s obvious that I am not alone in my love for these areas of the city, as you will find locals swarming the best eateries and cafes each weekend. Continue Reading