This summer has started off with a bang! I graduated last month from the University of Texas (yay!!), traveled to NY for an entire week, moved into a new apartment, and then just started my first full time job. This past month disappeared in the blink of an eye! I got a chance to chill out for a little bit before starting my job though, which was really nice. I’m really excited for everything this summer has in store, from working to chilling out on the hot days with friends. But for now, I wanted to share with you all the fun things I was able to experience during my break!
When I last left off with you, it was right before graduation! I actually had a couple weeks off before, so I had time to go out and spend time with my friends who weren’t taking finals. The most memorable time I went out before graduation (no pun intended) was to Green Light Socialfor their first birthday party! One thing I love about Austin is that the restaurants and bars find any reason to have an event, and they always go full out. This party didn’t fall short; they had their typical adult Caprisuns, a live rapper, free drinks, and animal balloons. They’re pretty much known for their Caprisuns, which are normal Caprisun pouches that are alcohol infused and they put a cute Green Light Social sticker on top. Aside from that, the animal balloons of course were my favorite part, and I got a flamingo floatie that I named Flamingy! Flamingy is still alive and well, and is now being watched after by my brother.
Shortly after this was graduation day! It came up way too quickly, and I partially wasn’t ready since I love UT and going to school, but I’ve been waiting for the day for five years. The day actually went by in a flash. I was really tired since my graduation ceremony started at 12 in the afternoon and I had to get up really early. It was also the struggle because it was raining and sunny that day, making it a pretty gross day and it was hard to get to the venue without getting wet. I was actually was going to get a blowout that day, but decided not to because I knew my hair was going to frizz up anyways.
Getting to the venue was unreal. The college of natural sciences graduation was held at the Frank Erwin Center, and it was like a dream. I never thought I was going to cross that stage, especially at UT since the past few years have been such a struggle. I’m about a month and half in from finishing all my classes, and I’m already ready to get back into it. It’s going to really hit me in the fall when I don’t go back. Anyways, I was really thankful that so many of my friends were able to make it and sit through my entire graduation. I got a few pictures with them, my family, and friends I was graduating alongside with:
Almost immediately after graduation, like 3 days later, a couple of my friends and I headed out to New York! If you remember my first blog post, I went to New York back in December, but I couldn’t wait to get back. It’s the most amazing city I’ve been to yet and my favorite place to travel! This trip was completely different in the sense that we were there for so long, an entire week, that we got a feel for what it was like to be there on a day to day basis.
We first landed at JFK on Wednesday evening, where we thought we would have enough time for dinner and to check off something small on our bucket list. We were mistaken though when we had a nightmare Airbnb. It’s one of those you hear about but don’t actually think it’ll happen to you. I was really skeptical about using Airbnb, since I’m really big on security and don’t like intruding in other’s space, but I agreed to it since I had received a gift card for Airbnb that would really help out on the trip expenses. We got to the place, which was located in the lower east side, and the host had told us she put the keys under a trashcan in this alleyway on the side of her building; first red flag. We went down to the trashcan and picked it up where trash sludge splashed all over my friend (so gross), and the keys were sitting right in the middle of it. I reluctantly picked up the keys and we headed inside. Her apartment was on the sixth floor, and as this was an older building, we had to climb up that many stairs with all of our suitcases and backpacks. It was terrible and we were so exhausted by the time we got to the top. I also hadn’t ate all day since I was so excited, might I add, so I was absolutely starving. We got to the door and walked in. We were actually really impressed by it at first, it was pretty cute and quaint with an exposed brick wall and a good view of the city. It was super hot in there however, and that’s when we realized there was no AC. I suppose to northerners, that’s not that big of a deal, but with all of us being from Texas and used to having controllable temperature, it was an issue for us. We planned on still sticking to it and trying to tough it out at this point until we got to the bedroom. There was a hole in the door, like part of the door was actually missing and the host taped a piece of printer paper over it to try to cover it up. Then we noticed the comforter had actual mold on it. I’ve never seen that before on bedding, so it was pretty gross (later we realized the towels in the bathroom also had mold stains on them). Then, to top it off, my friend sat on the bed and it broke. It actually hit the floor. We started to panic then because we had no idea what the refund policy was at Airbnb and if it would even be possible to get one at that point. We walked out of the bedroom to find their customer number when a bug literally flew and attacked me. That’s when we realized there were cockroach traps all over the apartment and we had killed two within the first thirty minutes we were there. I was so done and called Airbnb three different times because the first two representatives said there was nothing they could do and to “contact the host”. I was really annoyed about that, but I was so thankful to get a woman who completely understood and promised to give me a full refund. Once I got an email confirming this, we had to scramble to find another hotel last minute. I called a bunch of places until I found a pretty nice one that was around the same price as our Airbnb that was close to Penn Station. I locked it in and we headed over there.
The hotel we stayed at was actually a dream. They were so accommodating and I ended up extending our stay for the entire trip, as we originally just booked it for a couple days in case it ended up to also be bad. They ended up giving us rates for the last few days that were cheaper than our Airbnb, so it worked out amazingly after all of the earlier stress. I still hadn’t ate at this point, so I was dying and luckily found this restaurant called Haymaker that was on my list and pretty close to the hotel. It ended up being a really small place, but was absolutely delicious. I got my usual lemondrop martini and their macaroni. It was that good kind of macaroni with the thick, creamy cheese and breadcrumbs. It was all I could ever ask for at that point. It was also really cool because we met a guy who worked there who actually lived in Austin a few years ago. He was originally from Brooklyn and moved to Austin and back since he missed it so much. It was so funny and crazy to find someone from here though! After we ate, it was already nearing midnight and we were exhausted, so we called it a night.
The next day started off pretty good! It was a rainy day, which is something I’ve always wanted to experience in New York. Like some people love to see snow, I love to see rain as it’s my favorite kind of weather. Walking out of our hotel and seeing everyone walking down the streets was so exciting for me, and I luckily brought my umbrella since the forecast was pretty rainy for the entire week. We walked to the subway and took it to Soho. I was questionable about how I felt about the subway on my last trip, but this time I really embraced it. The public transportation system is a dream up there and I really enjoy taking it. When we got to Soho, we went to one of my favorite restaurants, Jack’s Wife Freda. I know I talked about it already in my previous NY post, but it’s amazing. They have two locations in lower Manhattan, and I was determined to visit the other location just to mark it off of my bucket list. Last time, we went to the one on Lafayette St. so this time I headed over to the one on Carmine. I was surprised at how much larger this location seemed to be, and maybe because it was a Thursday afternoon and raining, but it wasn’t crowded at all. There’s always a 30-40 minute wait at the other location, so this was really shocking. Upon looking at the menu, I realized that the menu is also a little bit different at this location than the other one. I ordered something similar to what I got last time called Maya’s Grain Bowl and a latte. The bowl had quinoa, poached eggs, kale, avocado, beets, and a few other vegetables. It was interesting, because it’s similar to the Breakfast Bowl at the other location, but it’s still different from the different vegetables in it. Nonetheless, it was absolutely delicious!
After Jack’s Wife Freda, we headed to this place that everyone is crazed over called Cookie DO. It’s basically a place that serves cookie dough like ice cream. It’s actually cookie dough, but it’s safe to eat without the raw ingredients that can make you sick. It’s also located by Soho, and when we got there, there was a long line out the door, so be prepared to wait! We stood in line but it was worth it. I got the confetti flavor, and it was amazing. What’s crazy is that they offer a bunch of different sizes, and I noticed most people would get the two scoop size, which is probably equivalent to a medium size. Let me tell you, I got the one scoop size, the smallest one they offer, and I couldn’t even finish it because it was so rich. If you know me, you know I eat like a bird, so I suppose keep that in mind, but I was trying really hard to finish it.
We then headed down to Soho to do a little shopping. I was planning on spending a lot of money, since I’ve always wanted to shop at Soho, but I unfortunately didn’t luck out. We spent a lot of time in Urban Outfitters since it was three stories and there was a lot of stuff to look at! It was also really chilly outside, with the rain making it worse, so it was nice to go inside and warm up. After our shopping trip, we went over to this new restaurant in West Village called The Spaniard. It was a quaint restaurant with an antique, classic style, although there were a ton of people there. I was starving at this point (lots of walking, not enough eating!), so I got a burger and fries since I knew it would be filling. It was really good, and hit the spot since I had such a light lunch. I wasn’t a huge fan of the cocktails, however. I first had tried The Mosquito, but had to take it back because I couldn’t handle it. It had a very unique taste that I didn’t care for. I then ordered The Fix Is In which was a lot better, but it still wasn’t amazing to me. After, we took the subway back to the hotel when I realized that I needed to go get a contact case. It was already 1 in the morning, so I just wanted to go to the closest CVS or Walgreens possible. I headed over to one that was a few steps from the hotel, but realized it closed at 12. The closest one besides that was the CVS in Times Square, which was a mile away, but I needed one obviously really bad, so I made the walk. It was really interesting to see Times Square this late at night. No one was really around, surprisingly. There were a lot of NYPD officers though since we went the week after a car ran into some people there. After I got my contact case, we walked by Forever 21 and realized it was open. We were really confused and we learned that the store, along with a lot of stores in Times Square, are open until 2 am. It was absolutely crazy that you can shop so late! We didn’t buy anything, but going in a three story Forever 21 so late at night was an experience in its own. After, we walked out and I got my basic “I’m in Times Square” photo before walking back to the hotel. On our way back, a couple guys came up and talked to us, and the guy I spoke to automatically knew I was from Texas, without me saying a thing! He said I had a Texas accent, which I didn’t even know I had, the more you know!
The next day started off really good, we slept it pretty late, but early enough that we were able to make it to brunch! I’ve always wanted to go to this restaurant called Sarabeth’s, right across the street from Central Park. They actually have multiple locations, but we wanted to go to Central Park anyways, and I thought it would be super cute to eat right by there! The restaurant was really nice, and a lot more upscale than I expected. The food matched right up with the restaurant though. I got a mocha, which came in a really cute glass and had a bit of whip cream on top. For food, I got the French toast with strawberries and a side of eggs. This may sound weird, but their eggs are absolutely amazing. I still can’t get over them to this day. When you go here though, you have to bring a huge appetite, or share food. I couldn’t finish all of mine, which was sad because it was so good.
We finished up brunch and walked across the street and visited Central Park. It was so different going in the summer versus the winter, when I went last time. Everyone was just enjoying being outdoors and it was so relaxing, whereas in the winter, people are walking and just passing through, since it’s so cold. We went over to the area where the ice rink is in the winter, and I saw that they turn it into a carnival in the summer! It was so cute and seemed like a dream. I wanted to go on the Ferris wheel or swings, but it seemed really expensive to just get in and wasn’t worth it. I took a few photos in front of it and the city scape. I loved every second of being there. We then started to head over to fifth avenue to do some more shopping, but we stopped at the pond on the way. It was fun to see all the ducks, geese, and swans out and about. It was amazing to me at how comfortable they were with being around people, but I guess they’re definitely used to it at this point. While we were taking photos of them, a couple of women came up to us and asked us if they could take our photos. We were so flattered and of course agreed to. One of them women complimented my hair and how it looked in the sunshine, which was so sweet. I assumed that they were maybe bloggers or just visiting NY, but I later found out that they were actually with National Geographic! I couldn’t believe it when I found out, and we left feeling so excited and honored. We’ll see if our photos show up on their website or in the magazine anytime soon.
We then headed out to do a little shopping. We stopped into Louis Vuitton and Saks Fifth Avenue and window shopped. We couldn’t believe how late it was getting, so we went back to the hotel to get ready to go out that night. I had been craving Shake Shack ever since we got to NY for some reason, so we went to the one on Broadway and 36th before we hit the club. I felt kind of lame to go to Shake Shack of all places while we were there since we have them in Austin, but I at least got to compare how good it was to the one back home. I was surprised that they literally tasted the same, at least to me. When I tried an In-N-Out in San Francisco last summer, I was shocked at how much better it was there than the ones in Texas, but Shake Shack tasted about the same. After getting burgers and fries, we walked over to this rooftop bar I’ve heard a lot of good things about called 230 Fifth Rooftop. We had a hard time finding it because there’s no signs anywhere and we basically walked about the building that my phone took me to until we saw a long line. I wasn’t 100% sure if it was the bar we were looking for, but I started heading to the back of the line and figured we could ask someone in line if they knew. As I started going towards the line, a guy came up and asked me if I was going inside. I told him that we were trying to get in and he said to come on in. I then realized that he was a bouncer and he literally let us go inside. It was the most insane feeling ever and it was like we were on a TV show. I’m not sure how long the people outside were waiting for, but it was such a blessing that we got in. After going through a bunch of hallways and an elevator, we made it to the top. It was almost like a culture shock going to an NY club. The guys there are very aggressive and forward, something I’m not used to at all in Texas. I actually enjoyed it though, it was nice for guys to just be straightforward for once. The part I didn’t like was that it was so hard to shake them. I literally told one guy I was seeing someone back in Texas just to get rid of him, and then he asked me a ton of questions like “how long have you been seeing him?” and “how serious are you both?”. It got to the point where I would literally have to escape a few guys, but I started to get better at shaking them off as the night went on. The rooftop of the bar was beautiful. It faced the Empire State Building, which was lit up red, white, and blue for Memorial Day weekend. The rooftop was really chill and everyone just sat around a talked, however, so we spent most of the time inside so we could dance. We had a ton of fun that night, and I officially became a lemon drop martini connoisseur on this trip. Another thing that’s fun about NY clubs is that they’re open until 4 am. We had absolutely no intention in staying that long since it’s so late, but we lost track of time and actually stayed until close. That was an experience in its own and we found that the clubs didn’t even get exciting until 1 or 2. On the way home, I was incredibly hungry from all the dancing, and actually bought a hot dog at 4 am from one of the carts. We didn’t even get back to the hotel until 5 am since we ended up walking the wrong direction and were just enjoying the night.
The next day was really packed with things to do. We wanted to check out East Village so we had intended to try a ramen bar I had found to try. We took an uber over there this time because we were so hungry and didn’t want to have to deal with taking the subway south and then walking across the island. Once we got dropped off, we walked past this Italian restaurant called John’s of 12th Street. It smelled so good and we realized we hadn’t really had any Italian food since we got there, so we spontaneously walked in. It was a tiny little restaurant, with barely any room to move around, but it was definitely authentic. I didn’t know anything about it, but I could tell it’s been around there for a long time. When we got the menu, I saw that it’s been open since 1908, talk about being rich in history. They definitely didn’t disappoint with the food, and I later found out, after doing some research, that they were on Diners, Drive-Ins, and Dives with Guy Fieri! I ordered the Carbonara and it was absolutely amazing. The sauce was so thick and creamy, it was out of this world!
After eating, I found the address of a mural I wanted to see and we walked over. It was a much farther walk than expected, but it was nice to sightsee the area. I did a lot of research on these murals before the trip, and if you know me, you know how much I love new artwork. There’s a movement of street art by Baby Brasa who does a lot of modern and creative artwork around the city. I had to check out one of their murals before I left. It was ironic because the last day we were there, the restaurant we went to actually had some of their artwork at the bar and in the restroom. We found the “I’m Not Your Baby” mural on Allen St. and I quickly took a photo. On the way to the mural, it was really ironic because I ran into the Cupcake Market, which is one of the places I was hoping to stop at. They’re known for their celebrity cookies and make ones of Kim Kardashian, Drake, Kanye, Donald Trump, and anyone else who’s trending in pop culture right now. I went ahead and got the ugly crying Kim Kardashian cookie since I thought it was pretty funny. After, we decided to take the subway and walk across the Brooklyn Bridge. I couldn’t believe how large the bridge was. It looks so much smaller in photos and movies. Even though the bridge is so large, it was so crowded with tourists. It was hard navigating around all the people on the bridge, and I’m not even sure how I was able to get some good photos. I think one of the reasons I really enjoyed it was just because of the history of it. However, the entire time on the bridge, I couldn’t help but think of that scene in Saturday Night Fever where the friend falls off, so I was a little scared.
We started walking back to the subway to get back to the hotel to get ready for later that night. The walk across the bridge was a lot longer than I thought; when we were half way across, I was ready to be on the other side. It was also frustrating because there were so many people with limited walking space. Half of the bridge is sectioned off for bicyclists although I’m not sure why because bicycling where there’s hundreds of people seems like a nightmare. The bicyclists were constants ringing their bells and yelling at people to get out of the way, meanwhile the pedestrians were jammed in one lane, so it was not a good combination. Once we took the subway back and got ready, we were dying to just go out and have some drinks. Now that I look back, I can’t believe we skipped supper, but I guess we did! The first place we went out to was PHD Rooftop Lounge at Dream. It was once again just like the night before, I giant crowd waiting to get in. This time we had to wait a little bit longer just to get to the front of the crowd to talk to the bouncer. As I was waiting, I overheard the bouncers talking to a few people. There was a group of girls in front of us wanting to get in and the bouncer told them that there was a $100 minimum tab to get in. They sounded disgusted and walked out. The next people up were an older couple. The bouncer told them there was a $300 bottle minimum to get in. The guy argued for a little while but the bouncer confirmed that it was just the way it is. I couldn’t believe that they could just be like that and try to be so selective of whom they let it. I was next up. I was nervous of how much they were going to try to milk me for, because I really wanted to get in but not THAT bad. I got up there and the bouncer nonchalantly asked me who I was with. I pointed to my friend and he asked if the group next to me was with me. I told him no and it was just us two. He then opened the velvet rope, stamped our hands, and directed us to the elevator. I was in complete shock. I couldn’t believe that out of all people, he let us in!
This rooftop was completely different than the other. For starters, there were a million security points and the bouncers looked like they were about to take anyone out who messed with them. I can’t tell you how many times I had to wait in line to go on a different elevator or in a different hallway. Once we got up there though, we realized how upscale it was. We thought the guys who had tables and bottles the night before were pretty wealthy and money to spend, but this was even more extreme. With that being said, there was no way I wanted to mingle with any of these guys. It was clear that money was too much of an important factor to them and they wanted to show it off. I’ve already been down that road, and I had no intention of even giving them the time of day. I went up to the bar and ordered my typical lemondrop martini, but the bartender acted so strange. She told me the drink was $16 (might have been $19, I’m not sure) and asked me for my card before she even made the drink. It was so awkward because I was expected to tip before she made the drink, so I had no idea how it was going to turn out. They seemed really stingy here, and I didn’t particularly like the vibe. However, the view was to die for. This place was truly upscale, even the terrace, and you could see so many buildings, including the Empire State Building.
After we spent a bit of time there, and definitely not spending money on another drink, we headed over to 1Oak next door, or so we thought. They were super rude there though, so we ended up leaving after waiting for a little while. I heard one of the bouncers condescendingly talk to this girl about how she partied too hard last time and was unwelcome there, but to come back in a couple months. I didn’t want to go into a place that was like that, especially after just enduring a place that rejected people unless they spent a certain amount. We asked the bouncer what was going on and he said there was a “guest list” (almost positive he was lying) and told us to go to Highline or another place down the street. The night was still young (at least in NY time, it probably was about 1 am at this point) and we had nowhere else to go in the area, so we walked over. As we were walking, a guy came up and started talking to my friend. She was nice to him and he told us we should head over to Highline. We told him that was actually where we were going and he told us to say a codename when we got to the door to get in. We didn’t know, but you had to actually know someone to get in, or at least that night. So this guy was actually walking around, trying to get girls at his table. We got in and he immediately took us to his table. I never have really sat in an enclosed VIP table, so this was an experience. They have the lame, nonexclusive ones in Austin, but this was completely different. We sat there waiting while they played an amazing mix. Whoever was DJing that night was doing a great job. After waiting for maybe 10 minutes, the guy we met outside came over and brought a bunch of glasses and bottles of Grey Goose. He then started pouring drinks with orange juice as a mixer and passed them out to all the girls at the table. This again was literally like a movie, or at least a reality TV show. I have to say, it was one of the smoothest drinks I’ve ever had. We quickly finished ours and he gave us another one. While we drank our drinks, we realized that a lot of the girls started to leave the table to go on the floor to dance. We realized that here the girls basically come for a drink and then are expected to leave to make room for new girls they recruit. It was a really weird system, but we got in and had free drinks, so what else could I ask for. We talked to a few other guys, who were just as forward as the guys we met the night before, and then started realizing a lot of the guys we were talking to were all related. They were each others’ cousins and so forth and that really creeped us out. It was like they were seeing who could actually get us. Once we connected the dots, we left because it was getting too intense and weird. We had a good night regardless and learned a few things about the dating culture in NY.
The next day was super exciting for me. We got tickets to the Yankees game! I love baseball so much, as my favorite sport right next to football. I’ve only been to baseball games in Texas, with the Astros and Rangers, so this was a new experience. We took the subway to Yankee Stadium which was a long ride. I think it took a total of 40 minutes since it’s out in the Bronx. We got to the game a little late because we slept in a little since we got home around 4 the night before. They were playing against the Oakland A’s, and with the Yankees season versus theirs, I knew it was going to be an easy win. However, when we got there, it was amazing just walking into the stadium. It was very colossal looking, especially with all the giant banners showing accomplishments of past players and the team. I mean, it doesn’t get much more historical with baseball than the Yankees. I also was really excited because I’ve seen highlights of their second year rookie player Aaron Judge, who turned out to be a bigger deal than I thought. The crowd literally went crazy every time he came out. I also noticed the crowd was also really rowdy the entire time. They made Texas crowds look boring. I got really scared when they started playing YMCA and everyone, I mean everyone, jumped out of their seat and started dancing and singing along. We eventually joined along, but we had no idea what was going on. In the end, the Yankees won, and it was such a fun feeling to be part of such a spirited crowd. I’m lowkey a Yankees fan now, as my backup team behind the Astros. I think my favorite part of the entire game was when they played Theme from New York, New York by Frank Sinatra. For those who don’t know, Frank Sinatra is one of my favorite artists and just hearing that song in a setting like this made me want to tear up.
Once the game was over, we headed to one of my favorite places in New York, Bryant Park! If you read my last New York post, you saw that I went ice skating there this past winter. It was one of the most magical moments of my life, so I was excited to visit it in the summer, and I honestly had no idea what to expect! When we got there, I first noticed how beautiful the grass and all the plants were. I know that sounds cheesy, but it really is a beautiful sight. There were a lot of people just chilling in the main, grassy area, as there were people on the side drinking coffee or playing chess. I was so excited to just rest for a moment and take in everything that was around me. I was quite freezing however because New York in May is warm in the day but chilly in the evenings. I was sad to leave so quickly, but my teeth started chattering since I was wearing a thin dress and didn’t have a jacket. We realized we were actually pretty hungry since we only had a hot dog for lunch at Yankee Stadium. I didn’t have my list of restaurants with me, and we both were craving Chinese food, so I looked up some on Instagram and Yelp. There was a Chinese restaurant called Ginger’s that was nearby and looked really good, so we headed over there. The restaurant itself wasn’t too nice, it was kind of a hole in the wall kind of place, but the food definitely made up for it! I believe I got the Sesame Chicken with brown rice and it was absolutely amazing. New York is definitely not slacking on good Asian food (hint, hint Austin) and I definitely can’t wait to try the other Asian restaurants next time I’m there.
After we finished eating, we realized we were beyond tired from going all day, plus getting minimal sleep the night before. We headed back to the hotel and immediately took a nap. Once we woke up, it was already 9 pm. We had a late afternoon flight back to Austin the next day, so we were tempted to just take it easy, but we also realized we only had one night left in New York. One thing I wanted to do while I was back was to go back to Black Tap and get another milkshake. We had tried stopping at the location in Soho the night before, but it was really crowded since it was a Saturday night and I didn’t think it was worth the wait. We were half asleep, but we decided to walk to the Meatpacking location, the one I went to last time, since I’ve been before and it seemed much larger than the other location. It was drizzling on the walk over, but it was so beautiful to just take a step back, with no rushing around to anywhere, and take in the city at night. Once we got there, I immediately knew what milkshake I wanted to try this time, the Sweet N’ Salty. I had gotten the Brooklyn Blackout last time by mistake, thinking it was this one, so I was excited to have a second chance to try it. That milkshake was absolutely amazing and nothing really compares to it. I’m still impressed with myself for practically finishing the entire thing myself, and I still don’t know how.
The next morning came, and I didn’t even have time to think because I was rushing to get ready and get out of the hotel room. Our check out time was 11 am, so I struggled waking up and getting going. We went to the lobby and temporarily checked in our bags with the front desk because we still had some time before we had to head to the airport. We both agreed with how amazing Jack’s Wife Freda was from earlier on in the trip and knew we wanted to go back one last time before we went home. This time, we headed to the Soho location on Lafayette, the one I originally had gone to. When we got there, there was a wait as always, so we put our name on the list but were internally worrying that we might be late to the airport. We walked around Soho for a little bit and I actually spotted the newest Gucci mural. I’ve seen it before on Gucci’s Instagram, so it was so cool to casually run into it. I then got coffee at this cute little place called Soho Park. It honestly wasn’t that great of coffee, and a bit overpriced, but the location was worth sitting at and enjoying. We headed back to Jack’s Wife Freda after 30 minutes or so and we finally got a table. We had to cut it pretty quick so we could ensure we’d be to the airport in time. I got another latte here since the one at the other place wasn’t that good and I got my usual Breakfast Bowl. It was so good, as usual, and I was so sad when we left. I love being in New York and although I was panicking to make the flight, part of me wanted to end up staying there longer.
Once we got back to the hotel, we grabbed out luggage and walked across the street in the rain to Penn Station. I took a photo before we went underground of my last view of New York before leaving. From there, we took the train to Jamaica to catch a connecting airtrain to JFK. It was a nice ride and I actually prefer it than taking a cab. Unfortunately, our fight got delayed about an hour or so and I really didn’t care for JFK. I flew to EWR in Newark, NJ last time and liked it a lot more, so I’ll probably do that again next time. Speaking of next time, when can I go back?
Anyways, that’s it for my super long post that I’ve been meaning to write for awhile now. Until next time,
xx,
Rachelle
