Things I will miss about New York:
- Duane Reade (more specifically the fact that all the ones I encountered were 24hrs.)
- Wafels & Dinges
- Karilla BBQ
- Bed, Bath and Beyond (if I could live in this store, I would. And buy “if I could”, I mean “if I wouldn’t be removed by security because of course one could live in this damn store – it has everything you need ever.)
- The $29 Weekly Unlimited Metrocard
- The Strand bookshop
- 3 for $10 Essie nail polish
- Junior’s Cheesecake
- Same day furniture delivery (not my furniture)
- Chipotle (Mother of God, how people refrain from eating there every single day, I do not know.)
- Real, talented buskers
- Frozen strawberry daiquiris
- Stores open until 11pm
- Huge, beautifully constructed buildings
- Murals and graffiti that actually required talent
- Waking up each day knowing that Dominique is but a text away.
There is more. Of course there is more because how can you go to New York and not fall entirely in love with it? You can’t, that’s how.
But for now, I will let the following photos do the rest of the talking.
We stayed at the Grand Hyatt for 6 nights and completely fell in love with the place. It was just amazing. The location (right on top of Grand Central station), the décor (these giant marble heads sat in the lobby) and its proximity to everything made it the perfect. I even looked into how much it would cost to stay an extra night – $534. Sorry, but no. The deal we got was out of this world. After the 6 nights, we decamped to Dominique’s place and later, to my friend, T’s.
View from the window. We were on the 29th floor but we were just happy we faced the street and not some godforsaken industrial vent or a wall.
The New York Public Library became one of my favourite places. It is just so beautiful that I could barely get my head around it.
We visited Top of the Rock. While I think the $25 fee is a little outrageous, the views of the city are panoramic and we were somewhat awed (then the gaggle of giggling Australian tourists arrived and ruined it.)
Oreo pancakes at Big Daddy’s Diner. They are almost impossible to finish but so delicious it made me want to weep.
This, my friends, is the best Oreo milkshake in the land. I just wanted to lay in a bath of the stuff and drink my way out.
Giant frozen strawberry (virgin) daiquiri at Dallas BBQ. I had two while those around me chugged alcohol and their tongues got loose. Love it.
Me and the absolutely gorgeous Dominique, who made the trip so much of what it was and who I still miss waking up and texting so that we can plan for the day. I love this girl so much.
As always, these photos are just a snippet. There are so many more I could post and there is so much more I could say but there isn’t space.
What I will say is that this trip would not have been an iota as fun and fulfilling had it not been for Dominique. She is the sweetest, most hilarious person. She welcomed us with open arms, opened her home for us and took time off to bum around the city doing things she probably found highly tedious. We talked and laughed and laughed and talked and shared like sisters instead of friends flung together by the wonder of the internet.
This is a trip I won’t forget.
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Stereo. 20-something aspiring bon vivant. London based. Exceptionally Nigerian. Partial to snark. My default setting is "wry". Jeans and blazers are my uniform. Landlady. Speed reader, tuneless singer, hoarder of words, drinker of Schloer; I am suspicious of most people, have zero tolerance for tomfoolery, have a vast DVD collection, worship at the altar of Al Green, own too many bottles of nail polish, have small eyes, small ears and giant hair and owe approximately 86% of my awesome to the Parents Typewriter.
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