I honestly thought I'd be writing this while actually in NYC..having a panic attack in our little bathroom, and needing to vent. However once the Anxiety Monster realized that he wasn't going to force me to pack up, after a fairly traumatizing experience in a Starbucks bathroom..I think he himself went back home to wait for me!
So, we had a really wonderful time!
There's always one or two lousy experiences to be had when traveling, but a crazy mugger never trapped me in a dark alley and robbed me of my purse which housed my Ativan supply (Because thats honestly what I kept picturing lol), so I can not complain!
I think having been there once before, the big city felt more comfortable, then I'd anticipated. A very nice surprise. We weren't rushed to see certain things, or feeling pressured to do certain things. We were just there! And pretty in love, too.
We, being Prince Charming and I, I mean.
While I managed to go the entire time without finding a princess charm for my bracelet (or ANY Big Apple-related charm for that matter..) I got to take my time in Tiffanys, on 5th, as all princesses should! I also very much appreciated my bathroom break in the Tiffanys washroom! (I even brought a few Tiffanys toilet seat covers home, for my fellow bathroom-stuck friends!)
The highlights this time were definitely writing-related. First, a stroll down Perry Street to where Carrie Bradshaw's front steps are located! That was neat. Sure it was all make-believe, but that was the front door to the apartment where she did all her writing. That was the curb that Big always pulled up to in his limo, to apologize time and again. If you excuse the 'This is a private residence, please respect our property' sign chained across the bottom stair, it was an incredibly romantic location.
Nearly as romantic as the New York City Public Library! *sigh. Carrie actually said it best in the first SATC movie, "It's where all the great love stories are held". While there wasn't a copy of Love Story available that day (but I looked it up!) and there is still no a/c which is ridiculous, it was pretty fantastic to just be there. You could just smell the musty history. Just this huge, regal, warm structure full of words.
We also found Grand Central Station, luckily on a fluke. No famous words there..but THE most spectacular ceiling. It's no Sixteenth Chapel, but it's a map of constellations in a Tiffanys-blue sky. Gorgeous! I can't imagine how romantical it must have felt, when Arthur (Russel Brand, lol) had that main terminal emptied for a dinner date with Naomi, and they had that whole ceiling to themselves..
Believe it or not, that romantic comedy also tipped us off onto another ridiculously adorable NYC secret..the 'Whisper Wall'! It's this big arch through one of the tunnels/hallways, where one of you can stand and whisper into the corner, and (if all the tourists are kind enough to shut up a moment) the other person can hear it in the other corner! You have to love a city that hides little wonders like that.
We had fantastic weather overall, good food (when I felt like eating) and we stayed in a nice little apartment that was just a block away from the Westside Market which was a brilliant 24-hour store with fresh fruit and a salad bar, and JUGS of Peach Snapple :)
Speaking of which. Lol. Not only did I take a minute to buy a Peach tea on the street (my first News Stand purchase), AND happen apon the Snapple Theater Center (where many Apprentice 'tasks' have taken place), when we dropped off my boyfriend's dad and his girlfriend to board the Queen Mary2 in Brooklyn, we ended up right next to the Snapple Shipping Yards dock! Imagine! Like MILES of storage and factory space, all dedicated to 'the best stuff on Earth'.
If there is one thing that I can logically complain about when it comes to the Empire State, it's the public washroom situation. I mean, c'mon!
Because space is so expensive in New York, even a brand like Starbucks or McDonalds can only afford to install, more often then not, ONE toilet! Sometimes there was one stall for men and one for women, but either way there was always a lineup. Which, is never appreciated by someone who suffers with an anxious digestive system! I was either antsy in line dying to use the toilet, or I was on the toilet dying while the line was growing on the other side of the door.
Believe me, nothing is more nerve-racking then having someone knock on the door every 60 seconds to check if someone is actually still in there. And then I'd have to suck it all up, dry my tears, and walk past that line of impatient customers once I was finally finished.
I am definitely glad to be home, back in the comfort of my own bathroom. But as you're driving across the Brooklyn Bridge heading home, there is an instant longing for the romantic buzz, and wide streets of New York City.
So, we had a really wonderful time!
There's always one or two lousy experiences to be had when traveling, but a crazy mugger never trapped me in a dark alley and robbed me of my purse which housed my Ativan supply (Because thats honestly what I kept picturing lol), so I can not complain!
I think having been there once before, the big city felt more comfortable, then I'd anticipated. A very nice surprise. We weren't rushed to see certain things, or feeling pressured to do certain things. We were just there! And pretty in love, too.
We, being Prince Charming and I, I mean.
While I managed to go the entire time without finding a princess charm for my bracelet (or ANY Big Apple-related charm for that matter..) I got to take my time in Tiffanys, on 5th, as all princesses should! I also very much appreciated my bathroom break in the Tiffanys washroom! (I even brought a few Tiffanys toilet seat covers home, for my fellow bathroom-stuck friends!)
The highlights this time were definitely writing-related. First, a stroll down Perry Street to where Carrie Bradshaw's front steps are located! That was neat. Sure it was all make-believe, but that was the front door to the apartment where she did all her writing. That was the curb that Big always pulled up to in his limo, to apologize time and again. If you excuse the 'This is a private residence, please respect our property' sign chained across the bottom stair, it was an incredibly romantic location.
Nearly as romantic as the New York City Public Library! *sigh. Carrie actually said it best in the first SATC movie, "It's where all the great love stories are held". While there wasn't a copy of Love Story available that day (but I looked it up!) and there is still no a/c which is ridiculous, it was pretty fantastic to just be there. You could just smell the musty history. Just this huge, regal, warm structure full of words.
We also found Grand Central Station, luckily on a fluke. No famous words there..but THE most spectacular ceiling. It's no Sixteenth Chapel, but it's a map of constellations in a Tiffanys-blue sky. Gorgeous! I can't imagine how romantical it must have felt, when Arthur (Russel Brand, lol) had that main terminal emptied for a dinner date with Naomi, and they had that whole ceiling to themselves..
Believe it or not, that romantic comedy also tipped us off onto another ridiculously adorable NYC secret..the 'Whisper Wall'! It's this big arch through one of the tunnels/hallways, where one of you can stand and whisper into the corner, and (if all the tourists are kind enough to shut up a moment) the other person can hear it in the other corner! You have to love a city that hides little wonders like that.
We had fantastic weather overall, good food (when I felt like eating) and we stayed in a nice little apartment that was just a block away from the Westside Market which was a brilliant 24-hour store with fresh fruit and a salad bar, and JUGS of Peach Snapple :)
Speaking of which. Lol. Not only did I take a minute to buy a Peach tea on the street (my first News Stand purchase), AND happen apon the Snapple Theater Center (where many Apprentice 'tasks' have taken place), when we dropped off my boyfriend's dad and his girlfriend to board the Queen Mary2 in Brooklyn, we ended up right next to the Snapple Shipping Yards dock! Imagine! Like MILES of storage and factory space, all dedicated to 'the best stuff on Earth'.
If there is one thing that I can logically complain about when it comes to the Empire State, it's the public washroom situation. I mean, c'mon!
Because space is so expensive in New York, even a brand like Starbucks or McDonalds can only afford to install, more often then not, ONE toilet! Sometimes there was one stall for men and one for women, but either way there was always a lineup. Which, is never appreciated by someone who suffers with an anxious digestive system! I was either antsy in line dying to use the toilet, or I was on the toilet dying while the line was growing on the other side of the door.
Believe me, nothing is more nerve-racking then having someone knock on the door every 60 seconds to check if someone is actually still in there. And then I'd have to suck it all up, dry my tears, and walk past that line of impatient customers once I was finally finished.
I am definitely glad to be home, back in the comfort of my own bathroom. But as you're driving across the Brooklyn Bridge heading home, there is an instant longing for the romantic buzz, and wide streets of New York City.
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