What happens to a scatterbrained mom when she takes her two kids to New York City? Adventure! Continue reading Lost In New York City: An Adventure.
One of my favorite works of art in The Metropolitan Museum of Art is the statue of Ugolino and His Sons by the artist Jean-Baptiste Carpeaux. I swim in this thing. I bathe in this thing. I drink of this thing. This thing is life. Yes, the mastery of the artist is an experience to relish. But this statue has something extra to offer. In … Continue reading The Metropolitan Museum of Art: Ugolino and His Sons
Don’t miss a chance to enjoy the beauty and peace of Central Park, New York City. Continue reading Central Park, New York City
On our recent trip to New York City, my kids learned just how deep my love for old architecture is. They couldn’t believe how often I wanted to stop and take a picture, or how often I pointed out a building and said Look at that! Are you looking? One of my fascinations with the city has always been the tremendous attention to details in … Continue reading The Beauty of New York Architecture
Damn me! I’ve done it again. Waited until the last minute, and now I’m ready to hurl myself through a window. Maybe it isn’t so bad. Let’s see… what have I packed already? Oh yeah, absolutely nothing. Fellow blogger and traveler Willia over at Cebuana Adventures posted about her travel bag recently, and she gave me the inspiration to try it out myself. She’s packing some cute … Continue reading Packing For 3 Days in New York City
Y’all want to know more about my travel experiences? I sure hope so because I’ve been nominated for a travel tag by the lovely Angela. She’s got all sorts of variety in her posts, from travel to food to regular postings of her favorite things. Check her out. So let’s get to the questions, shall we? What is the most adventurous dish you’ve ever tried … Continue reading Travel Tag!
Here is Part One if you missed it. It was a Friday. 7 something a.m. It was incredible; unexpected; unheard of. I was taking my first real Solo Trip and it was to New York City. 3-4 years. That’s how long I’d been saying I wanted to go back. Now I was in the airport fidgeting with rising excitement and mounting terror. I’m on the … Continue reading Girl Meets City: Starting Late Part Two