I had no touristy expectations for my trip. I just wanted to hang out with my friend, eat really good food, drink really good drinks, and watch the Ole Miss game somewhere.
|"NYC, here I come!"|
I got off the plane (in Newark) and managed to figure out how to ride the train to NY Penn Station. When I arrived, it was pouring rain and the taxi line was 100 people long and so I just started walking. After half a mile of hauling my luggage in the rain, I dipped into a Starbucks and waited on Holls to come rescue me.
We took the subway back to her apartment, got cleaned up, and went out (this time with an umbrella) for dinner and drinks. Out first stop was a cozy little place called Analogue for cocktails, then Claudette for dinner. After dinner we hopped between a few bars near her apartment.
Saturday, we had brunch at Tartine and then went shopping. After a long, hard day of walking and shopping, we stopped for much deserved drinks at Spring Lounge and to watch a little SEC football. Then it was off to the Ole Miss bar, Tavern on Third, for apps and beers and the game.
|"We may not win every game...but we ain't never lost a party."|
After Central Park, we went by Gramercy Park. Serious bucket list item there. And I mean to actually be on the inside.
We walked around for a while more and then it was time for me to go. I loved visiting Holly & the city and cannot wait to go back (with more comfortable shoes next time)!
Clockwise from top left: I survived my first NYC cab ride; The Bar Sardine Green (Bay) Bloody Mary. Tomatillo, Cucumber, House Serrano Hot Sauce with dill infused vodka; Holls might have a sugar daddy and he might have sent us a $500 bottle of wine to dinner; I matched with Joey Fatone on Bumble. Poor guy. Is this what it has come to?