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On my way to a 3-week seminar in Freiburg, Germany, I decided to schedule a short 1-day pitstop in the Big Apple, the city that never sleeps, the setting of my ex-lover’s famous hit (xoxo Franky Blue Eyes miss u): NEW YORK CITY!
Today was a day of firsts. It was my first time nearly missing a flight (TWICE), my first time figuring out how to navigate through a new city all on my own, and my first time making my very own agenda in a totally new environment. After 19 years of travelling with a family of six, it felt so good to not have to worry about anybody else but myself. Let freedom ring, amirite?
SoOoOOooo here’s what that agenda ended up looking like. (All the logistical details of the trip are listed at the bottom of this post!)
How I Spent my 24 hours of Pure Freedom in New York City
But LOOK AT HOW SMALL THIS ROOM IS WTF
Makes me wanna cry when I realize it’s still bigger than my single next year. 😭
2. Times Square!
The attraction I was by far most excited to see. (That’s why I booked a hotel less than one block away!)
(I really hope you pressed play on that mp3 because if not you are really missing out on the full experience here.)
GAHHH ISN’T TIMES SQUARE SO COOOOOOOLL??
I had to hit up a classic, hole-in-the-wall New York deli for lunch. I got a chicken pesto panini, and looked like SUCH a tourist whipping out my giant DSLR to take this picture. #worthit
4. Run in Central Park
Finding time for exercise on vacation is hard, especially when your time at a certain location is so short. My advice: Kill two birds with one stone! I went on a 3-mile run and got to see Central Park all at the same time.
5. Friends and more fooooooood
I had the pleasure of meeting up with my local gal pal and freshman dormmate Becky for dinner at Justin Timberlake’s restaurant, Southern Hospitality, in Hell’s Kitchen.
And it’s with a heavy heart that I must declare we were, indeed, those two bitches who ordered salads at a restuarant called “Southern Hospitality.”
Hey, at least it had meat on it.
6. Turning in early
I battled it out in my head for a while before deciding to return to my hotel: Night out on the town, or night in on my fluffy bougie hotel sheets?
It was a short-lived battle.
There’s something magical about being in pajama pants before 9 PM…
7. Breakfast @ the most perfect diner EVER
Disclaimer: I ❤ diners.
I can’t believe this perfect, quaint, small town find exists just one block away from the hustle and bustle of Times Square. I was seated at the counter (another first!) since I was ~*ridin’ solo*~.
I then proceeded to enjoy what may be the best french toast I’ve ever had in my life. (It’s also quite possible that I just hadn’t come down yet about how freaking adorable this diner was.)
Aaand now I’m back in an airport for the fourth time in the past 48 hours, heading off to my next adventure in Freiburg, Germany. (But first, Frankfurt!) The next couple weeks should prove to be a very fun time. I’ll be sure to keep you updated!
Merci pour haber lido,
Annnnd in case you were wondering, which you probably weren’t:
Hotel: Paramount Hotel, 235 W 46th St, New York, NY 10036. Broadway Classic Room. Got a pretty decent deal on Groupon.
Lunch: Z Deli and Pizza, 803 8th Ave, New York, NY 10019. Chicken Pesto Panini.
Workout outfit: Leggings: Old Navy, Shoes: Nike, Tank: Walmart, bitch.
Din din: Southern Hospitality, 645 Ninth Ave, New York, NY 10036. Not-Your-Classic Cobb Salad with pulled pork.
As the French call it, “lil lunch”: Evergreen Diner, 145 W 47th St, New York, NY 10036.