NYC Magic Conclusion

I am sure the excitement from my last post had you up all night wondering what could have possibly taken place on my second and final day in NYC?! What’s that? Oh you had no problem sleeping. Well regardless here my friends is part 2 of my detailed description of my NYC trip.

Sunday morning came super quick, as I had a hard time falling asleep the night before. I’ve always had a hard time sleeping in the dark, more so at places I have never slept before. The bed I was in was actually super comfy and once I did fall asleep I slept great! I woke up at 6:30am Sunday morning. As much as I wanted to sleep in, I didn’t want to waste a New York minute by sleeping in! I quietly got ready ( by getting ready I mean throwing my already frizzy crazy hair back and calling it good) as I was worried I would wake my hosts.

I walked out of the apartment and back into the oh so fresh smell of old garbage. Good morning NYC! The first thing I did was walk around the corner and down the street to make sure that my car was indeed parked in free parking and not towed. I imagined the worst, but to my delight my car was parked nicely where I had left it late Saturday evening. PHEW! Now on with my day.

The awesome thing about where I stayed was its convenience to everything. Not only was I just a 10 minute walk from Times Square, but I was also a short 15 minute walk over to Central Park. Which just happens to be one of my absolute fave spots in the city! I arrived at the park to a slew of people walking their dogs. Oh crap, now I started to miss my dogs. I also wished I had such well behaved dogs as these people! I awkwardly smiled and said hi to almost every dog that I passed, as their owners looked over strangely at me ( you know, like those moms who can’t even believe you would smile or say hi to their cute adorable baby).

I made my way up one of the giant rock hills there to a nice breezy spot with a view. I pulled out my snapchat and took a video of me sitting in that spot #serenity. My serenity quickly came to a stop when a nice foreign family made their way into my bubble and broke the silence. So off I went to walk around the park a bit more. There’s no surprise when it comes to homeless people in NYC. It just seemed to be more than normal this time. There were dozens of people curled up in balls on the lawns of Central Park. I felt bad for them, but at the same time was thinking “damn I could’ve saved a lot of money staying here last night” ( kidding, kidding).

After about an hour at Central Park I decided to make my way to the subway to Brooklyn. I took the subway from Columbus Square. I have without a doubt gotten lost on almost every subway I have taken in NYC. I was hopeful this time that I would find my way to Brooklyn without any problems. Luckily I ran into a few nice subway goers who assured me I was on the right track ( ha literally ). I made it to Brooklyn, super surprised and proud of myself for being a big kid and getting there mostly on my own. Walking out of the subway I had to climb about 100 stairs to get outside. If you know me, you can imagine how that went. I got to the top and looked like I had just run a marathon. As I huffed and puffed I looked around realizing “CRAP! I am not even at Brooklyn Bridge”. Duh, the subway doesn’t take you directly there. So I had to pull out my phone after asking a local who could not give me directions to the bridge.As I pulled my GPS out and started walking, the area got a lil quiet and was mostly going under the bridges down not so pretty areas of Brooklyn. There was this man walking near me outside of the subway who I decided to ask directions from as well when my GPS started going nuts. He explained he was there on a business trip from Europe and was just passing through for the day before he headed out to Seattle later that afternoon. My GPS kicked in and I then had a walking buddy who walked with me to the Brooklyn Bridge Park. I bid farewell to my handsome European walking partner and went on my way.

Brooklyn Bridge was probably one of the coolest sites I had seen yet in NYC. I snapped some pictures and then walked over to the benches that sat directly across the river from where the World Trade Center buildings used to stand. Sunday happened to be 9/11. I had no intentions of making my way down to Battery Park that day because I knew the crowds would be large. The view from the other side was well worth the trip to Brooklyn. It was peaceful, I sat there in the quiet and the breeze blew and imagined what it looked like that day 15 years before. It was one of my favorite moments of my trip.

After spending a good amount of time at the park I went to get some information on the East Side Ferry (which I took but was a horrible idea as I have horrible motion sickness). I wanted to visit this Milk Bar in Brooklyn. I wanted to visit this because my girl Lauren Graham mentioned this chain as one of her faves and I thought how cool, now I must go. So I did. I hopped on the ferry to Williamsburg, Brooklyn. From that stop it was another 20 min walk to the milk bar. That walk was interesting. Very neat, the buildings were neat, the art was neat. I didn’t feel unsafe in any of those areas. I did pass a disturbing graffiti art of a rabid looking squirrel though.

I made it to the Milk Bar. Which is a chain bakery of the NYC restaurants “Momofuku”. It was a tiny lil place but super cute. I got some bread thing with a baked egg in it. It was absolutely delish and low priced! I sat down outside and watched as locals whizzed by with their kids on their scooters. Then realized again I needed to find the subway. No problem, some nice dad with his little kid directed me towards the nearest subway.

The subway ride back to Times Square was long. So long that I went to the very last stop on one line and then had to switch trains. On the last train there was a homeless man walking around, never looking anyone directly in the eyes saying “Please help  brother out, I am starving, I haven’t eaten today. Please, if everyone just gives 10 cents it will help me. Please don’t let me starve.” I am the BIGGEST sucker for these people. I always feel horrible! I watched as almost everyone made fun of this guy and rolled their eyes. Granted he was very strange, but I felt really bad.

While I am on the topic of being the biggest sucker.. Every corner of Times Square has someone handing out samples or full CDs of their music. I avoided most of them by not making eye contact or pretending to be on my phone. There was one group who sucked me in. I felt bad because I could see everyone saying no to them or just ignoring them in general. So I told the guy that I would take a CD to listen to on my ride back home to NH. He said ok, let me sign it. He signed it to “Miss Cute Booty”, super classy. He then explained that they were taking donations. So I reached in my purse and gave him five dollars. He goes ” Ohhh, we were actually hoping for at least $10″.  In my head I was all like ” ARE.YOU.FREAKIN.KIDDING.ME. I actually took a CD and gave you something towards it and you are going to say that”. Out loud I said “I’m sorry ,I am here for a short trip and am on a budget”. Then I left and was back on my way to the apartment.

I got back to the apartment and quickly plugged in my phone. Seriously guys, my phone is ALWAYS dying! Then for the next hour, with no phone to look at, no tv and nothing but the sound of my hosts watching some weird anime type movie, I just sat and thought about my day. Finally I decided I needed to get on the road. Sadly, I checked of of my new NYC friends house and walked back to my car. I took a quick drive by Radio City Music Hall and a few other places on my way out. Farewell my happy place, until next time!

For a super interesting NYC adventure come back in December as I spend 4 days in NYC for my 30th Birthday!

 

Some NYC Magic Part 1

So I have been thinking about starting a blog for a long time. I didn’t know how or when to start. I visited NYC this weekend and thought..what else could more interesting to write about than NYC? Not much right?! So here you go, Part 1 of a detailed description of a 24 hr NYC stay through my eyes. Enjoy!

If you know me, you know that I have a slight obsession with EVERYTHING Lauren Graham/Gilmore Girls. If you don’t know me..you too will also know this as an accurate fact very soon! So there should be no surprise that when I got wind of the “Gilmore Guys” live show in NYC, I was going to find a way to go! Now for those of you that don’t know who Gilmore Guys are, they are 2 guys who simply started a podcast 2 yrs ago. The podcast goes over every single Gilmore Girls episode, EVER. WHO gets this job! How lucky are these guys?! Anyway I could go on and on about Gilmore Girls related things, but that can be a whole other post! The point is this show prompted my first solo trip to NYC for the weekend.

I drove in mid day on Saturday right through the heart of Times Square. Within seconds of seeing the buildings and hustle and bustle of TS, I was immediately weirdly soothed by it. I was back! I was back in one of the few places on earth that makes me happy! I darted through traffic like I had lived in NYC my whole life. May I just add that driving in NYC is one of my favorite things about that city. See if you drive like I may or may not drive in NH the way you drive in NYC ( cutting off every car in your way, nearly taking out any and all pedestrians who walked at the wrong time) you would get some not so friendly hand gestures or dirty glares out the drivers side window. Nope, not there, not in NYC. I swear the cab drivers air high fived me as I smoothly weaved in and out of traffic. Ah, my people..they get me!

I eventually ended up in Hell’s Kitchen, where I would be spending my night. Parking was my least fave part. Although I did eventually find FREE parking after 7pm and ALL day Sunday, so that was sweet! I scored a sweet deal at an Air B&B in HK. I was a bit nervous about staying at someone else’s house. I messaged the guy renting and he quickly buzzed me into his apartment. The staircase was narrow, the hallways legit were barely the width of me, and the smell of hot garbage shot up my nose. I thought to myself “well this is about as authentic as an NYC stay gets”. I met my host for the evening. He was super nice, a photographer who had  moved to NYC from San Fransisco. We had that in common ( the photographer part that is) so we chatted a bit about that. He showed me around his small apartment and explained the details and rules. He told me the neighborhood was safe and a very gay community. I would later find that out to be VERY true as I made my way through a sea of the most feminine, gorgeous, shirtless men I had ever seen on my walk to Times Square. Honestly one pt I just laughed to myself thinking, I had literally plopped myself in the middle of gay pride central. Which by the way I had no problem with and actually felt much safer because of that!

After changing and getting myself looking half human again, I decided to take a drive around 6pm to wait for the free parking to kick in at 7. I found a Target just about 15 mins away. Perfect! What I did not know is where exactly it was located. It wasn’t until on my drive back through that I noticed how run down the part of the city I was in looked. Garbage, barred windows ( not uncommon, but like EVERY window) everywhere, it was also really populated compared to where I had just come from. Then I realized…I was in Harlem. Harlem..the same place many friends had told me to stay in during my visit because it had “cleaned” up in recent yrs. I am not certain those friends weren’t trying to get me mugged! I am also NOT prejudice, but I was the single only white person through the ENTIRE drive. I kid you not. Anyways, that was fun.

Later on, after I was still on a high from finding FREE parking in NYC on the rd right next to where I was staying, I went back to get ready for the Gilmore Guy’s show.So listen, I have to say I tried really hard to look good. I mean after all I was in NYC and it was Fashion week. The problem was, the humidity in NYC that day was like 110%. I happen to have some sweet thick,frizzy,curly hair. Humidity is NOT my friend. I straightened my hair, put on a dress and jean jacket, threw on some flops and was good to go. Feeling like a boss I walked out of the apartment onto the st, and just like that, all my hard work had been ruined. My hair now looked like I would have fit in on Broadway in the ‘Lion King’ show. Poop, oh well. Story of my life!

Eventually I stopped looking at my reflection and started focusing on the fact that in just one short hour I would be engrossed in everything Gilmore. As I got closer the the Playstation Theater in Times Square, I could see the big sign “Gilmore Guy’s: A Stars Hollow Live Meeting”. To say I was a tad excited would be an understatement. I was like a kid on Christmas morning! Now what I hadn’t mentioned to anyone is I snagged my ticket from a “Gilly” ( Gilmore Guy’s fan) on Twitter. So, I had been communicating with 3 girls from NYC for a couple weeks. I finally met up with them before the show. Super nice, all from Long Island, literally felt like I knew them forever! We all talked about how excited we were and commented on how long the line of people was to get into the show. We were like ” OMG we are not the ONLY ones obsessed with this show!”.

The show was great, funny, interesting and so relatable. The show ended with everyone singing “Where you lead” by Carol King, together. Can you even picture this?! A bunch of Gilmore Girls freaks happily singing in harmony. Lucky for everyone on my Facebook, they didn’t have to picture it because I recorded that sweet moment and shared it for all to see. I was in Heaven. Again MY PEOPLE!! Oh also, Mara Wilson was the surprise guest. If her name doesn’t ring a bell here’s some help. “Matilda”, “Miracle on 34th St”…get it yet? Anyways, she is great and it was exciting to see her!

After the show I bid farewell to my new friends, who said to let them know when I was in town for my birthday! I then had to make my way back through Times Square. SHOOT ME. Seriously it was almost midnight and it was shoulder to shoulder there. Also the humidity was still 110% and the typical sewage smell of NYC was even worse. Hot, smelly, sticky, smelled like my dogs rotten breath kind of smell. Are you imagining that? It was rank!

I made it back to Hell’s Kitchen a little bit after midnight. The bars were hopping. Every bar had a sign in front “best gay bar around”. .. I got a slice of pizza and went back to the apartment to rest up for day 2.

Well if you read through this, KUDOs to you bud! I will make another post for day 2 in case I lost anyone on this one.