Date Taken: December 8, 2012
Location: Texas State Capitol, Austin, Texas
With a winter like we’ve had in NYC this year (coldest February on record since 1934), I am definitely homesick for my second home: Austin, Texas!
Date Taken: December 8, 2012
Location: Texas State Capitol, Austin, Texas
With a winter like we’ve had in NYC this year (coldest February on record since 1934), I am definitely homesick for my second home: Austin, Texas!
Today’s pic of the day is from across the street from where we live, in Gantry State Park, which runs along the edge of Long Island City, in Queens, New York. You can stroll along the “boardwalk” here and take in some of the best views of Manhattan.
I’m on a roll, folks. Two days in a row counts as a roll, right? I think so.
Today’s pic of the day is from our New Year’s Eve jaunt to the Emerald Isle (that’s Ireland… in case you’re living under a rock), during a stroll around the south side of the Liffey.
Spring has been teasing New York City lately, and it’s kind of messed up. But on those days where it’s warm and sunny, New Yorkers flock to the High Line in Chelsea.
Sixty degrees one day, and the young female office workers ditch the tights and wear short dresses that are a little too short, a little too early. Calm down, it’s March.
The fact that the next day’s high is in the forties (or lower) snaps us all back to reality, and we realize that spring just ain’t here quite yet. Don’t worry, there will be plenty of time this spring and summer to strut your inappropriately-short-and-tight office attire around the city streets, twenty-something social media interns and fashion stylist interns. It’s just not that time yet.
However, we got a taste of spring today after we exited our boozy brunch at Fonda in Chelsea this early afternoon. (Delicious brunch! – Will post a review next time.)
The elusive sun beat down on our hibiscus margarita-stained lips as my husband, our friend and I walked up 9th avenue and decided to stroll over down to the High Line and enjoy the brief respite from the sh*ttiest winter in recent memory.
One thing you’ll learn about most New Yorkers is that we avoid touristy things like the plague. Case in point: I hadn’t visited the Statue of Liberty until I was 26 years old and I went with a tourist I befriended during their visit to NY. So, it’s not surprising that I had never visited the High Line prior to today since its opening in 2009.
Remember that time the sun was out? It was just a few minutes ago… |
You can sit in these stadium-style seats and gawk at the traffic below you on Tenth Avenue. If that’s your thing. |
I have to admit, it was pretty awesome. Oh, yeah… and it’s free.
I’ll be visiting again when the weather is nicer (as in, sunny and warm for more than a few hours at a time), and taking more photos then.
I love the architecture in the Meatpacking District. |
After, we strolled around the Meatpacking District, wandered into AllSaints and coveted ALL THE THINGS, balking at the prices and decided we couldn’t afford ANY OF THE THINGS in good conscience, and took the Subway back home to LIC.
I want all the things. |
It was a fabulous afternoon!
How do YOU like to spend a sunny day in NYC? Leave a comment and tell me!
On January 18 last year, hubby and I went walking through Central Park to check out the Central Park Ice Festival near the Bethesda Fountain with its famous statue, Angel of the Waters.
Okamoto Studio’s artists were on hand, giving live demonstrations, carving beautiful creatures and objects out of ice blocks using various tools like chain saws, picks, chisels and blowtorches.
If you find yourself in NYC during the winter, check the Central Park Conservatory website to see when this event will be on. In 2015, it was held in mid-February, so it seems to be held at different times of the winter. The best part? It’s free! It’s also family-friendly.
Inside the Bethesda Terrace, you’ll normally find opera singers taking advantage of the ahhh-mazing acoustics of the structure. It’s a great opportunity to take in some world-class singing without buying a ticket to the Met(ropolitan Opera)! That day was no exception.
And, only in New York, we ran into this dog, dressed head to tail in Yankees swag.
After the festival, we wandered down the mall, taking in the sights of the men and women with giant bubble hoops, blowing bubbles to the delight of children. Just for a second, we fought the urge to run into the giant bubbles ourselves, popping them and getting covered in soapy, iridescent remnants of our childhood.