Okay, vacation starts in about 2 hours. But really, I’m so stoked about vacation that my brain has pretty much checked out. Two little hours. One hundred and twenty minutes. Seven thousand two hundred seconds. I can do this.
For those of you that may have forgotten, my younger brother and I are heading to New York City on Sunday. This will be Aidan’s first visit, and my eleventy-billionth. I really can’t get enough of that city. Not much is planned apart from visits to any or all of the following:
- The Breukelen Distillery, to sample some Gin,
- Michel Cluizel chocolates (I’m clearly addicted),
- Ayza Wine & Chocolate Bar - the chocolate and wine restaurant that I mentioned here,
- Cafe Habana - the amazing Cuban restaurant that I also mentioned here,
- Central Park (of course),
- The Staten Island Ferry (to see the Statue of Liberty for about $3),
- Rockefeller Centre (to see the big-ass Christmas tree),
- Times Square, because my brother has to see this,
- The Guggenheim, for art-y goodness,
- The MoMA, for modern art-y goodness,
- Crumbs Bakery, for cupcake-y goodness,
- Magnolia Bakery, for other sugary goodness,
- Good Enough To Eat (for breakfast), and
- The Dead Poet (to continue my quest to drink 100 pints of Guinness as per my Not-So-Bucket-List list).
But nothing is set in stone as this trip is really free-form. And I love travelling like this, especially since Aidan and I have a way of finding things that are awesome. Or perhaps trouble/adventure has a way of finding us. Either way, adventure is out there and we’re going to take part in it.
The extra awesome part about this trip is that Arlene will be meeting me in New York for a day. I haven’t seen her in far too long and it will be awesome to catch up. Arlene is one of the most amazing people in the history of ever. She’s someone who you can’t help but love. Seriously – I challenge anyone not to lover her. You can’t. It’s impossible.
Anyway, we met in first year – we had a chemistry lab together – but we didn’t really get to know each other until second year. Her mom (affectionately known as Toots) saw me helping people move in – I was an orientation volunteer – and told Arlene “He looks nice, you should make friends with him.” She still takes credit for our friendship. Anyway, after that Arlene has been one of the most important figures in my life, even if I don’t get to see her often. So naturally, I can’t wait to see her and give her a huge hug. Can’t. Freaking. Wait.
But as I said – two more hours – less than that even. W00t!
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