It seems that all I can think of lately is a much dreamed-about change of scenery. The exact whens and wheres and whats and hows have always been tiny, ever-changing flickers floating in the back of my mind, always too far off to intrude on my day-to-day life. But now travel of all things has shot to the top of my mental priorities list, which if you know me, is a situation that sounds like it would only happen on opposite day. As it’s been two weeks now and I can’t stop thinking about the suddenly very real possibility, I have to conclude that it is not opposite day, unless 14 of them are likely to happen in a row.
For now, I think it’s probably time to revisit a past trip: my wonderful week in NYC last May. It’s been just over a year since I was there, but an entire year of planning to share the pictures with you and never quite getting around to it (hey longtime readers, sound familiar?). For me, it was a rare occasion of getting to meet other bloggers—the lovely Xiao of Messy Wands and equally wonderful Liz of Beauty Reductionista, who were my shopping and eating companions for a day (although I’m sure I was just about the dullest company ever, still dealing with the effects of my wisdom-tooth-meets-narwhals experience and the obvious jetlag).
The pictures I have from this trip were all captured with an iPhone 5, and I actually quite like how some of them turned out. That said, I’m bringing a camera with me next time. Phones are convenient, but nothing beats the weight of a DSLR in my hand.
One of the happiest half-days I spent in the city was dedicated to exploring The Met for the first time.
Ballerinas got nothing on that Gothic sway.
There were so many pieces I had studied without realizing they were housed in the Met. I happened upon Boccioni’s futurist bronze, followed by Brancusi’s Bird in Space (it is a personal goal of mind to see all of the Bird in Space sculptures. I’m getting there slowly) and Fabergé’s Hen Egg omg. I’ll be back someday.
The view from The Met rooftop and other things that caught my eye as I was walking around.
And because no travel post is complete without some mention of food, a few of the more memorable meals I had over there. First is this croque madame from Le Grainne Café (dessert was a plate of crêpes filled with sweetened butter. Healthy!). I honestly don’t even remember how this tasted, but I do remember it being one of the first meals I was able to chew in its entirety.
I blogged about this at some point last year, but the only place I ate at twice was Stella 34, and I ordered the same thing both times. Below is their Paccheri Napolitana, which has such an amazing shortrib sauce that I cleaned my entire plate. Bear in mind that this was my first night there, and I could barely chew at the time. It was worth it. Dessert was a swoon-worthy cup of Vivoli pistachio gelato and pear sorbet.
And to round things off, a couple of quick snapshots of my day with Xiao and Liz. Sadly, I don’t have a picture of us, but I figured this was the next best thing: images of grilled street corn at our first-meeting brunch place (no longer remember the name. update: Cafe Habana) and one of many perfume stores we visited.
What are some of your favorite travel memories?