The mr and I took off for NYC for the weekend to get us in some fun times, to hang with his brother, see some art, and basically just to get out of town.
What we do when we go down is pretty much always the same. We are big into art, and the mr is especially into street art (or "graffiti" as some may call it), and what better city is there to see amazing art? So when we are there, most of our time consists of walking around and taking in the sense. And walk we did. The second day were were there, we ended up walking from the east village, across to the west, all the way up to central park, and back down again. The little walking guy on google map said that our route (without all the side streets that we weaved through) was 11.5 miles. So yeah, we walked our asses off. But it felt good cause, well, I like to walk and after the past few visits I feel like I am starting to get the hang of where I am and where I am going. (as a friend pointed out, the city is a grid.. but still)
We also got to spend a little quality time hanging with the mr's little brother. He has been living in NYC for a few years now and has gradually turned unto a cool dude hipster that works like crazy running his own online business, but plays just as nuts. His friends came over for the "pre game" and left us for sleep at around 1 in the am… and his return home was a bit later. I mean, 5:30 am is a normal time to come home right? And of course when you get home, you must play some mid 90's Seal before drifting off to sleep. Mind you, he lives in a one room tiny apartment, Oh Ev.. you are such a little shit, but I love you.
To list a few of the highlights. Osgemos street art (the mr has a hug boy crush on these guys) and all the other ssrteet art around the city. Seeing some live action taping of the new Ghost Busters movie which was cool las hell. Walking the high line (again, but I will do it every time I go) Strands book store, Dick Blick art store and all the little shops and coffee shops we stopped in along the way. Oh, and shaving the ass of his brothers cat (it needed to be done, the knots were just out of control!)
All in all, another successful trip to the city. Nothing was lost, no one was hurt, we did what we wanted to do.
Love you New York!
