I'd like to start this post off by making a formal apology.
I, Belle, would like to apologize for being both an inconsistent blogger and a horrid person. Making you guys wait FIVE WEEKS to hear about my adventures while in New York. I'm sorry, and it probably will happen again. Sincerely, Belle.
Well now that's out of the way, lets get on with the post! How has everyone been? I feel like it's been forever (cause it has been) and quite a lot has happened! It's officially summer, stress consumed my life the past two weeks but it's over now, and the premiere of The Fault In Our Stars was LAST NIGHT AND IT WAS AMAZING. But that is all for another time, right now, we have travels to talk about.
I haven't yet been to a city that I feel I enjoyed more then I did New York. Everything is so big and interesting and the city has such a specific charm to it that you either can't stand or are obsessed with. I'm sure you can guess which category I fall into. And they're spot on when they tell you the city never sleeps. Between the hours of traffic and the constant movement and energy that radiates from your very being, I got about ten hours of sleep total the two nights/three days that I was there. But lets start at the beginning, shall we?
Part 1:
Traveling with a large group of awesome people is both great and terrible. Transportation is not easy, or cheep. If it were up to me, I would have chosen the first flight out to New York possible and it would have been a quick and painless flight. But no, we drove. Twenty. Two. Hours. Of. Driving. I'm sure there are quite a lot of you out there that are fans of road trips. I am not one of you. By the time we were about an hour out from our hotel, we were tired, irritable, and just about ready to kill one another. Due to some troubles and slow downs on the way (and a poorly timed send-off), we would have at the most twenty minutes to get showered (if time allowed), changed, and down into the heart of Manhattan. More specifically, Broadway to see the beloved classic Wicked.
We checked into the hotel, sprinted to our rooms, and got ready as quickly as one physically can. I don't know about you, but putting tights on when your sweaty and irritable is nearly impossible. By the time we were ready to head out the door, our room had looked like a pack of wolves had ambushed it. We made it down to Broadway with no time to eat dinner, so we just headed into the Gershwin Theater and found our seats on the balcony. Wicked was phenomenal, but I had seen it twice before that so it was nothing new. Personally, I would have liked to have seen Rent. There's always next time.
Coming out of the theater, we were greeted with the only thing you don't want to see when your all dressed up. Rain. Not just like the casual sprinkle, no, a downpour and/or typhoon. And we still had wanted to eat some dinner and take in the views of Time Square. Long story short, my shoes were filled with water, my button up was soaked due to the fact that the rain had managed to get through my wind coat even with an umbrella, and I didn't get any night shots of Time Square. But man was it beautiful. Our next game plan was food and to get out of the downpour. So naturally, we jumped into the first pizza place was saw which was Sbarro's. My appetite had been lost by then and the slice of pizza I ordered was larger than my face, so I only got about half down before tossing the rest. It was time to head back to the hotel being it was around 11:30 and we were about ready to pass out due to exhaustion from the drive earlier. It was quite an interesting experience for the first day in New York.
To be continued...
-Belle xx
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