new york city in september.

Two weekends ago we took a weekend trip to New York City. Zanner had some hotel points that he’d collected (he travels sometimes for work), and so we packed our bags and left Boston for Queens on the last weekend of September in 2012.

On the first day we took the subway in from Long Island City straight to Grand Central Station. We walked over to the Flat Iron District, had some Shake Shack (LOVED!) in Madison Square Park and then made our way to the High Line on the Lower West Side. This day was all about walking and just enjoying the hustle and bustle of the city. We stopped in bookstores and markets and rode the subway when we could. A few times we jumped in taxis when our feet needed a break, but mostly we just explored the city by foot all day.

After we walked most of the High Line (a long, elevated park on an old railroad track above the city streets in Manhattan) and did a little exploring at the UrbanSpace market in Meatpacking, we then took the subway to the Brooklyn Bridge. We had dinner plans in Greenpoint with one of Zan’s cousins and my sister who was also visiting her boyfriend in the city for the weekend, and even though it was NOT in the same vicinity I still felt like a trip to Brooklyn deserved a walk on the Brooklyn Bridge.

What. A. View.

The whole experience is absolutely amazing.

You can see the Manhattan skyline and even catch a glimpse of Lady Liberty! The sun was shining on her so gloriously that day. Gave me goosebumps.

The second (and last day) of our trip we decided to ditch the subway to take the East River Ferry over to Manhattan (also amazing views!) to meet up with one of my besties from college, Kprime. I was suffering from a small case of “too-much-fun-from-the-night-before-syndrome” so I was slow to eat my grilled cheese, but the company was lovely and the ginger ale helped, too. When I think back, I believe it was ultimately the hot dog I ate from the stand on 34th street that really saved the day. And thank goodness for that.

After brunch we took a stroll through Central Park and then made our way down 5th Avenue, past Rockefeller Center, and back to Grand Central for our departure.

The weekend felt too short, but don’t all good weekends seem to work that way?

I loved every step I took and every sight I saw.

That city makes me feel like an adventurer. I just want to keep moving and see everything. I want to do it all. And when I get home, it’s wonderful and satisfying to finally take a breath, but when I’m there it sure is something special.

sunshine and colored leaves.

I spent another weekend in Beacon Hill with this little lady. Saturday I did double duty with another family I’m close with in the South End and it was both tiring and restful at the same time. Mostly restful to be perfectly honest. Yes, kids can be kids, but I always get the best night’s sleep when I’m on an overnight. It’s like there’s nothing else to do but relax and sleep so I soak it up and enjoy the evening in. The weekend weather was amazing (sweater and flats on Sunday!), I got to spend time in Boston, and now I have plenty of dough for Christmas shopping.

Hooray!

as the sun goes down.

I raced home today to catch this sunset.

I left work right around 4:15 feeling pretty crappy that the sun was on it’s way out. But the more I drove the more beautiful the light became, and it left me feeling humbled and happy that there is so much beauty on this earth. Even when the time changes against my will.

So in the end, I suppose I’m glad the sun was setting at 4:15.

Because I got to see it tonight.

And it was absolutely incredible.

falling for fall.

This weekend I really started to accept the fact that it’s fall, and you know what? As much as I am addicted to summer, fall’s got me smiling. I am loving wearing long sleeves and fleeces, walking around my apartment in slippers, and the warm light that graces the sky each afternoon.

I really tried to make the most of my Sunday this weekend. I woke up early to have breakfast with Zan before he headed out to Lincoln to work on his new (used) Subaru. It’s an outback, so come winter we’ll be riding up the slops in style. He’s been working on this car almost every weekend and I can’t wait for him to be done! After breakfast I hopped in my car and drove over to Target to look for a grey throw blanket to go over a trunk in our bedroom. I luckily found exactly what I was looking for and made it out of there with only the things I needed and nothing more. A RARE occurrence in this girls life. I was so proud of myself I decided to stop in at Marshalls and treat myself to some clearance artwork. Wait, what? Basically I saved my money just to spend it 15 mintues later. How I roll.

After Target I met up with Meg back home and we drove out Route 2 for apple picking in Stow, Ma. Destination: Honey Pot Hills Orchard, which as been a favorite fall destination for a couple of years now. We filled up a bag of apples (I’m not much of a plain apple eater, more of the bake-it and devour it type), ate hot dogs and went to heaven with apple cider donuts. Man, those are delicious.

While at the apple orchard we discovered via twitter that the glorious Wegmans was having it’s grand opening in Massachusetts just a mere 20 minutes from where we were. So naturally we made the last minute decision to take the drive to the motherland and enjoy the sights and sounds that IS the mecca of all grocery stores. It was the end-all-be-all best afternoon of this October. Just sayin’. It was insane.

Hope you had a good weekend! Only 4 more days til the next one!

(top image photo credit: becsalee)