Yep, I am finally getting around to blogging about that trip. Mostly because I am transitioning in my job, so I don't have a lot whole else to do during the day for the next week and I need proof for Steve that I did not sit around using Netflix all day watching shows about conspiracy theories or blowing out our sound system while watching Inception. Although, if I'm being honest, I am surprised our speakers have made it 5 years.
About a month before I graduated last year, my mother-in-law wanted all the "girls" in the family to go on a group trip to New York, which I had never been to (unless you count that time I had to go through customs on my way back from Armenia that was super awkward). Anyway, I never go on vacation while in school EVER, but I consented to go and I somehow convinced people that we should go see After Midnight starring DULE HILL!!!!! This was the highlight of the trip and I may have accidentally shouted "Gus" from the audience. And I'd like to believe at one point he stared right at me (and knew that I was the biggest Psych fan), but there's a good chance he was staring at everyone in the audience.
And I also got to fulfill my life dream of eating a cream-filled Cronut. I ate this on the plane ride home and used my finger to wipe the bag clean because I don't believe in wasting good food.
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| This was all of us after our sweaty Central Park bike ride and before I ate a pretzel the size of my face. |
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| I can't believe Steve and I have been married over 5 years and he has never told me that I look like Quasimodo when I ride a bike. Not that it would motivate me to change my posture, it just would have been nice to know. |
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| 9/11 Memorial. I was surprised that people were as quiet and respectful as they were. |
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| Another sweaty picture after we climbed the Statue of Liberty. I'll be honest, I was a little surprised the statue was not bigger. |
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| And of course, New York |
There were a couple things I was bummed about. One being that I did not get to go to the Chip Shop in Brooklyn where they BATTER AND DEEP FRY PIZZA AND TWINKIES!!!!! I told Steve that I needed him to take me back so I can eat there. I am also sad that I did not take the bread basket at some Italian restaurant we ate at. The bread was amazing and if I had been there with Steve, I would have made him request a doggie bag that would have been full of just bread. But seeing as how this was my first vacation with Steve's family, I was trying to make them believe that I have good manners and I don't always think with my stomach (both of which are lies).