So, we finally got Internet this afternoon. The saga would be far more than you want to read. Suffice to say that our building was constructed in 1901, and hence, all the wiring of any kind was retrofitted. This means that no one knows exactly where the telephone line goes after it leaves your apartment. Crazy. Anyway, all I know is that it's up now, and I am grateful.
The post below was written on Monday, but I'm going to post it anyway, since it talks about the fun weekend Zach and I had exploring and helps the pictures make a little more sense. Enjoy!
A Very Long Post
Or, what makes a good weekend. I have decided: a good weekend is made up of five essential elements—Time with my husband, adventures, good food, shopping, and ice cream. Sunshine is always an added bonus.
By that definition, this was a very good weekend, which will explain this very long post.
But first, backtracking a little bit, I have proof positive that we really are getting settled in. Our little apartment is looking much more like a home, and while we certainly still have boxes around that are searching for homes, things are generally in much better order now than before. I have to say that for one as young as I have, and having lived in my own place only one and a half years, I have assembled more than my fair share of pictures, and since our new home is so small, they are more than adequate to fill up all the available space. You can see for yourselves in the pictures below. I think it makes everything more homey, and it was a great personal adventure and achievement for me to get them all hung myself. We now have curtains on the windows, pictures on the walls, and a general sense of organization, even if I’m the only one who knows about it. Poor Zach is always having to ask where this or that item ended up…
So, back to the weekend, it was an amazing weekend, though it started on a somewhat rainy note. I’m coming to the conclusion that you should really never be without an umbrella in New York, because the rain seems somewhat unpredictable and comes and goes as it pleases. Today, for example, it started out with patches of clouds, enough to tempt me out exploring. I had walked all the way from our apartment (on the west side of the island) to the edge of central park (in the middle) and sat down to enjoy some lunch when the drops started falling. I had not remembered an umbrella, so it was my fate to hustle back to Broadway, where I knew I could find a coffee shop to wait it out. By the time I got there, it had essentially stopped. But I don’t want to get too far back out at this point, because who knows when it will feel the need to start precipitating again.
Anyway, Friday night was quite rainy—the drizzling kind that’s just hard enough to complicate being out and about, but not hard enough to make you want to stay inside, especially for a Friday night. And so, we went adventuring until we found somewhere that looked like a good place for a sweet treat. We enjoyed a chocolate truffle dessert (like a chocolate mouse on a light cake base, covered in a chocolate coating) and coffee and watched people go by in the rain. The rain had picked up by the time we were headed home, and it’s somewhat cold out right now a well. New York, I have to remember, is a little farther north than Virginia.
Saturday morning, we woke up rather early and decided that, since the weather looked nice, an adventure was in order. We had talked about different things we’d like to do this summer, and decided that we were going to take a ride on the Long Island Rail Road and see where we ended up. We selected Long Beach as our destination, because it appeared to have a clean beach, and I was in the mood for some saltwater and fresh air. The trip itself was not quite an hour, and took us through Queens, Brooklyn, and onto Long Island. Long Beach is not a very busy or bustling town—kind of looks like it may have been left behind a little bit, but the beach was indeed clean and very nice. It was worth the trip for some cold sea water, fresh air, and peace and quiet. We walked a long ways along the boardwalk and then the beach before finding some lunch, which we ate looking out over the ocean. The ever-present Starbucks was a good place to sit and warm up with some hot coffee, but we kind of defeated the warm thing by going to get ice cream in time to catch our train back home. As the pictures show, it was a really beautiful day out.
Back in Manhattan, we decided to stay out, and found BBQ for dinner at Dallas BBQ in midtown. By the time we had finished, it had decided that sun was out of fashion, and rain was in order, so we popped in and out of a couple stores, finding some good deals on dress clothes for Zach on the way, and then finally decided it might be time to head home. We caught the train at Times Square, which really is as busy and bright as it looks in the pictures.
Sunday was another adventure, of a slightly different kind. We visited one of the churches that had been recommended to us before our move and, since we were downtown, Zach volunteered to take me to Macy’s and shop for as long as we needed to find some styles, etc. for this fall. What a man! I don’t think either of us knew what we were getting ourselves into. If you come to New York, you really have to see the original Macy’s on Seventh Ave. It takes up nearly the entire city block, and it holds 9 floors of shopping. There are 3 Starbucks locations inside and numerous other dining options, and every imaginable brand label, all arranged to promote optimum confusion. Maybe that wasn’t their intent, but it is certainly the result. Just when you think you’ve wandered the entire section of women’s clothes, you realize that there are at least two more floors full to consider. We were there for a total of 5 hours, I think, but we did accomplish a lot in the way of identifying some good styles, etc. to look for. I think that shopping trip will be a lasting memory. The weekend ended very quietly, and we’re into a new week now. So many more adventures to be had!
Or, what makes a good weekend. I have decided: a good weekend is made up of five essential elements—Time with my husband, adventures, good food, shopping, and ice cream. Sunshine is always an added bonus.
By that definition, this was a very good weekend, which will explain this very long post.
But first, backtracking a little bit, I have proof positive that we really are getting settled in. Our little apartment is looking much more like a home, and while we certainly still have boxes around that are searching for homes, things are generally in much better order now than before. I have to say that for one as young as I have, and having lived in my own place only one and a half years, I have assembled more than my fair share of pictures, and since our new home is so small, they are more than adequate to fill up all the available space. You can see for yourselves in the pictures below. I think it makes everything more homey, and it was a great personal adventure and achievement for me to get them all hung myself. We now have curtains on the windows, pictures on the walls, and a general sense of organization, even if I’m the only one who knows about it. Poor Zach is always having to ask where this or that item ended up…
So, back to the weekend, it was an amazing weekend, though it started on a somewhat rainy note. I’m coming to the conclusion that you should really never be without an umbrella in New York, because the rain seems somewhat unpredictable and comes and goes as it pleases. Today, for example, it started out with patches of clouds, enough to tempt me out exploring. I had walked all the way from our apartment (on the west side of the island) to the edge of central park (in the middle) and sat down to enjoy some lunch when the drops started falling. I had not remembered an umbrella, so it was my fate to hustle back to Broadway, where I knew I could find a coffee shop to wait it out. By the time I got there, it had essentially stopped. But I don’t want to get too far back out at this point, because who knows when it will feel the need to start precipitating again.
Anyway, Friday night was quite rainy—the drizzling kind that’s just hard enough to complicate being out and about, but not hard enough to make you want to stay inside, especially for a Friday night. And so, we went adventuring until we found somewhere that looked like a good place for a sweet treat. We enjoyed a chocolate truffle dessert (like a chocolate mouse on a light cake base, covered in a chocolate coating) and coffee and watched people go by in the rain. The rain had picked up by the time we were headed home, and it’s somewhat cold out right now a well. New York, I have to remember, is a little farther north than Virginia.
Saturday morning, we woke up rather early and decided that, since the weather looked nice, an adventure was in order. We had talked about different things we’d like to do this summer, and decided that we were going to take a ride on the Long Island Rail Road and see where we ended up. We selected Long Beach as our destination, because it appeared to have a clean beach, and I was in the mood for some saltwater and fresh air. The trip itself was not quite an hour, and took us through Queens, Brooklyn, and onto Long Island. Long Beach is not a very busy or bustling town—kind of looks like it may have been left behind a little bit, but the beach was indeed clean and very nice. It was worth the trip for some cold sea water, fresh air, and peace and quiet. We walked a long ways along the boardwalk and then the beach before finding some lunch, which we ate looking out over the ocean. The ever-present Starbucks was a good place to sit and warm up with some hot coffee, but we kind of defeated the warm thing by going to get ice cream in time to catch our train back home. As the pictures show, it was a really beautiful day out.
Back in Manhattan, we decided to stay out, and found BBQ for dinner at Dallas BBQ in midtown. By the time we had finished, it had decided that sun was out of fashion, and rain was in order, so we popped in and out of a couple stores, finding some good deals on dress clothes for Zach on the way, and then finally decided it might be time to head home. We caught the train at Times Square, which really is as busy and bright as it looks in the pictures.
Sunday was another adventure, of a slightly different kind. We visited one of the churches that had been recommended to us before our move and, since we were downtown, Zach volunteered to take me to Macy’s and shop for as long as we needed to find some styles, etc. for this fall. What a man! I don’t think either of us knew what we were getting ourselves into. If you come to New York, you really have to see the original Macy’s on Seventh Ave. It takes up nearly the entire city block, and it holds 9 floors of shopping. There are 3 Starbucks locations inside and numerous other dining options, and every imaginable brand label, all arranged to promote optimum confusion. Maybe that wasn’t their intent, but it is certainly the result. Just when you think you’ve wandered the entire section of women’s clothes, you realize that there are at least two more floors full to consider. We were there for a total of 5 hours, I think, but we did accomplish a lot in the way of identifying some good styles, etc. to look for. I think that shopping trip will be a lasting memory. The weekend ended very quietly, and we’re into a new week now. So many more adventures to be had!
The view from the train coming over the bridge onto Long Beach
The view off the 125th Street platform