The Metropolitan Museum of Art and Central Park — 07.06.18
Category: Central Park
Something special about this: I had intended to spend the afternoon shopping in Brooklyn. Two train stops into my ride to the store, I spontaneously decided to keep riding the train. And instead of what was, in my mind, a quick errand to buy some pillows turned into a renewal of a love for New York. Because walking through Central Park on an idyllic fall day makes you feel, and feeling so happy you could live here for a while, so happy you could cry, so happy you’re about to cry over the man under the bridge playing an acoustic rendition of Duran Duran’s “Hungry Like the Wolf.”
Weekend Wrap-up: The Birthday Edition
What can I say? It had to have been one of the most incredible weekends in the city so far. I was showered with love and happiness in celebrating my 24th anniversary of life on Friday, 10 Feb. The weekend festivities were accompanied by a special visit from a North Dakotan and included:
• Great views of the city
• A birthday morning at Ohm Spa on 5th Avenue, where I was treated to a relaxing hour-long massage, manicure and pedicure!
• A ride up to the top of the Empire State Building to see the Big Apple from a bird’s eye view! So cool.
• Strolls through Central Park and Times Square
• Treats, treats, and more treats!
• An afternoon at the American Museum of Natural History, where the likes of dinosaurs, and every other creature that has walked, crawled, swam, slithered and wiggled across the United States over the past millions of years can be found (not living, unfortunately)!
• Lots of walking without a destination, just to see what’s stumbled upon (my favorite kind of walks)
Savory Sundays
What better way to spend Sunday than to roll to the Upper East Side with a friend, stroll around for a while and soak up the vibes of New York City?
I enjoy getting together with my fellow North Dakotan-turned-Brooklynite, Jenny, who I met during an art history course early on in college. Not only do I like Jenny because she shares my name (she, too is just a Jenny and not a Jennifer!), but because she is genuinely sweet to the core. It’s also nice to have someone around that understands North Dakota without questioning, “North Dakota? Really?” before dismissing it as a figment of geographical lore.
Happy SuperBowl Sunday. I will not be watching the game, but likely leafing through yet another book (I’m on a roll!).
xo
jc