Happy (?) first day of work to me. While I’m glad to get into a routine of sorts, I don’t know what to expect and that scares me. Growing up I was always excited for the first day of school (weird) but the firsts of anything now give me butterflies. It’s normal, I’ll be fine, so let’s move on.
The (marvelous) weekend. Since I already had a week of free time to explore, Saturday and Sunday blended in with the “regular” days. Except for yesterday around 8 p.m. when the Sunday night blues set in. Still, both were pretty awesome and filled to the brim with activities.
On Saturday one of my good friends (since kindergarten!) came into the city for the day. We took the subway over to Brooklyn to go to Smorgasburg. It was at East River State Park and there were tons of craft and food vendors. It was basically an Instagram lover’s dream. We probably said the word “trendy” a million times in describing things we saw. #Wearenottrendy.
This view though…
We then made our way to the Brooklyn Bridge. If that craft fair was an Instagram lover’s dream, the Brooklyn Bridge is their heaven. Seriously.
THIS view though…
It was pretty much a perfect walk across the Bridge, minus the bikes which were crazy to navigate around. It’s funny, I lived right outside the city for 10 years (my friend for more than that) and we both said that we’ve never really done touristy things, or we did when we were little. I went to the top of the Empire and was fortunate enough to go to the top of the World Trade Center when I was 5 or 6. I guess when you live so close it sounds kind of weird to do that stuff, but you’ve got to do it sometime.
On Sunday I had special visitors take me out to lunch: my grandparents! They took the bus into the city and we went to a different craft fair (there are so many) before going to lunch and walking around.
At night, I walked down toward Radio City to grab dinner and tried to see some of the Tony Awards red carpet (underneath the white tent in the back). I couldn’t see much but there were tons of people in pretty gowns lined up to get in.
So that brings me to Sunday night. Lunch packed, outfit ready, alarm set.
First day of work, I’m coming for ya.