I’ve been under the weather for too long, and hence, have not done much or gone anywhere. Sitting in bed has, however, allowed me to plan out our short summer vacation (Luckily we have a Toronto wedding as an excuse to travel!! Thanks cousin!!) and lust over listing after listing on Air B&B.
In June, Jeff and I will be staying (hopefully) 2 nights in East Harlem, 2 nights in Williamsburg (confirmed), 4 nights right downtown Toronto, and the remainder of our Toronto time most likely in Roncesvalles with a best friend.
I can’t wait. I love city neighborhoods. I love cities. And Air B&B feels like the best invention since ride-sharing. I just hope that it’s not somehow outlawed one day due to pressure from big hotels.
The Brooklyn Bridge. Here it is in 2010 when I visited NYC for the second time. I was with my cousin/ soulmate (in the blue coat) on a theatre festival adventure. This was my first time across the famous bridge, and it was everything I’d hoped for and more. Something about these epic man-made structures that just gets to me. I grew up in a small city in British Columbia – so although I am impressed and in-love with natural phenomenons such as mountains, nothing has a fairy-tale quality quite like those famous big-city sights.
One of the great things about this bridge, aside from the double stone arches, is the fact that you can walk or cycle above the traffic on the separate pedestrian walk way – safe from car traffic (Although I have encountered mach-speed cyclists. Stay in the pedestrian lane!!)
On my next visit to NYC, which took place just this past April, I experienced the return walk at night. The lights of Manhattan calling me and my best friend as we skipped, sang and laughed with pure joy back to the island of possibilities. It doesn’t get much better than that.