Copenhagen

Second leg of our adventure was Copenhagen which was fantastic. The city was beautiful with spindly topped buildings, cobblestone roads and just the smell. The city smelled like one big pastry. I loved it and we have decided that we must go back, just next time in the summer (it was pretty freaking cold and windy)

So we only spend 3 days there, but with what little time we did have, we spent walking, and walking, and walking. We walked our buts off. We figure there is no better way to get a good feel for a place then to walk the streets. And boy was there a lot to see. The bikes alone. Oh man where there so many bikes and the coolest ones at that. (it really made me missed my bike) and again, baked good galore. Everywhere you turned, someone was eating a pastry and the smell just wafted. There were flower shops and flowers on the streets. Little danish art galleries and danish pottery studios (I wish I could have bought it all) And a bike shop on every corner. The coffee was good (far better then Ireland), the veggies were plentyful and the people were very nice.

I have to mention the littles. The place we were staying there was around the block from a little preschool. Every morning I would walk by and see the fleets of moms ans dads biking their littles inbike containers (or thrown over a bike bar) , on their way to school. The kids all wearing the cutest jumpers, laughing and being happy. The preschool itselflooked so cool with huge outdoor space and a nature made playground.. It made the fever great.  I love the way danish people raise and take care of there kids. (maybe we should move to Denmark and have us a cute little that sleeps outsideand smells like a pastry...)

But enough about the littles...  Here are pictures of our adventures. It's funny cause I thought that I was taking a million and one photos, but when I downloaded them, I didn't take as many as I thought. I guess I was so into my made up little danish world that I somewhat neglected the camera which I totally cool with. My head is full of the city.

Ireland

What can I say, Ireland was everything and more that I thought it was. The landscape is amazing, the people are so kind and friendly, stone walls a plenty, a pub or 5 on every corner, and the driving.. Oh man, that shit was cra cra!

It all started from Boston, after a four hour drive in the snow, we made it to the airport to sit around for a few hours before boarding my first plane ride ever. The excitement and fear were real, sending me into a walking fit where I went from bathroom to bathroom to pee (I pee when I am nervous... TMI?) But then we boarded and squeezed into out sets and the plane took off. And let me tell you, after taking 6 flights over the course of 2 weeks, that very first flight was a nightmare. The entire flight was constant turbulence and I had gotten a touch of vertigo. I though I was going to barf and was pretty sure the plane was going to crash. But I didn't and it didn't and that was that.

So three plane rides and one 8 hour layover later, we landed safely at the Dublin airport. It was late, to late to get our car, so we ended up sleeping (but not really) in the food court where the seats we plush and there was free wifi. At the very first second we could we rushed to the car rental place and got out sweet little ride, with the steering wheel all wrong. It was fantastic. The mr was the driver, for reasons of many, mostly I am a chicken shit and was to scared so I never did any of the wrong side driving, which was great cause the mr, he was a pro, like he had been driving on that side all his life.

And off we went, over the hills, into the countryside, around and around all the roundabouts. Hoping around every few days from bnbs (we did airbnb all the way and it was awesome) and just kept on going, going and going. We saw so much. Little towns, ocean for miles, the cliffs, the beaches, the green. Huge stone ruins all over the place. Castles, churches, sheep and cows. Everything was so lovely, so green even in the winter, and just so dang pretty.  The weather was fine, never to cold, always a little drizzly (which I kind of liked) but the wind.. The wind was ferocious and nearly blew me away on many occasions. And again, the people.. We talked to so many folks and every one of them were so kind and helpful, it really made the place feel homey. Oh, and the produce. I ate my weight in fresh cabbage ans carrots, all grown in the country! But the one not so great thing that I must mention is the coffee. We had a heard time finding a decent cup anywhere. It was all about the tea. Tea and scones everywhere. I was coffee depleted by the end of the first day.

I could keep telling you every little detail, but I won't,  Ill just leave you with lots of pictures (I have so so so many pictures) and let you imagine yourself there.

And now I can't wait to go back, but next time we want to bring our camping stuff and maybe rent some bikes Travel around like cool kids. (I would be ok with not driving over there anymore)

Have a great day and maybe go plan a trip to Ireland.

Bye

-C

NEW YORK CITY

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!