Whenever I go to New York the same thing happens.
I get off the plane and am immediately overcome with that New York energy as I cruise into Manhattan and think to myself, why don’t I live here? I need to move asap.
New York has a magic force about it and it gets me every time. The people. The buildings. The food. The action. The hustle. It’s all so different from anywhere else in America.
And yet after only four or five days I find myself thinking, I need to get the hell out of New York. I just can’t handle it.
Don’t get me wrong, I still think it’s a wonderful city. I just know I’m not cut out for it. I can’t hack it in the city that never sleeps. It’s just too much for me. I’d like to think I can, but who am I kidding. That city would eat me up in no time. It practically swallowed me whole just after one weekend.
So if I can’t live there, at least I can visit. Here’s 8 things I did that I enjoyed.
1. I put in my earbuds and walked around the city for about two hours by myself right when I got there. I had no agenda and no direction. I just walked, looked, and loved it all.
2. Central Park.
Rent a row boat to play in the green lake. It was only $15 for one hour! And my dad rowed the entire time. Bonus!
3. Did a little shopping in Soho.
4. Catch a show.
We went to Kinky Boots and it was soooo good.
Time Square… A necessary evil if you’re trying to get to a Broadway show.
5. Hop On/Hop Off Bus Tour.
Judge me all you want, I LOVE these tours. Chris and I did them all the time in Europe. They’re a great way to get around the city and learn a little history.
Word to the wise, don’t stand up. Those New York stop lights hang lower than you’d think.
6. Drinks in the Village.
We stumbled into a little slice of basement bar heaven called the Rabbit Hole. Or something rabbit? I have no idea. It had been a long day.
7. Drinks in Little Italy.
8. And some comedy…
In hindsight, I probably should have practiced my sets more. But I got all distracted walking around New York taking photos of buildings so I just kind of winged it and started talking.
But whatever, I had a great time and one very drunk man even told me I was “very funny for a girl.” What a compliment!
And now I need to take a break. Way too many damn photos. Perhaps I don’t give fashion bloggers enough credit after all. Posting this many pics is a real pain in the ass.
I’m still going to post about New York food, you’re not off the hook just yet.
More to come, stay tuned.