Friday, May 31, 2013

Birthday Month Perks

As my birthday month winds down, I've realized that there are a lot of perks to getting getting free stuff just because it's your birthday! Or at the very least, a useful coupon. Here are some of my birthday simple pleasures.

I'm sure you saw this one coming since I have already made my Sephora obsession more than perfectly clear. Last year they had a mini lip duo by Fresh, but this year they have a Benefit duo with They're Real! mascara and Watt's Up highlighter. I got them for free because I'm a Beauty Insider.

Victoria's Secret
Photo from Victoria's Secret
I've been an Angel card member for quite some time now and every year I get a $10 coupon for my birthday. Sometimes I use them, sometimes they fall by the wayside, but this year I went to the mall and put it towards some body spray. Since it was only a $12 purchase, I only ended up having to pay a couple of bucks! Now that is a great deal!

Photo found here
As a Starbucks Gold card member, I receive a free drink for my birthday. Though this may seem a bit trivial, I think it's fantastic! A free drink of my choice. Any size. Made to order. If I want extra caramel, or an extra shot of espresso, or a breve drink, I don't have to pay the extra amounts because it's FREE! I don't usually take advantage of the system, however, because I just order my usual Grande-no-water-six-pump-chai-tea-latte. Mmmmmmmgooood!


Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Basketball Then. Basketball Now. Basketball Forever.

I know this isn't a new video and I'm not sharing anything that hasn't already been seen by hundreds of thousands of people, but I can't get it out of my head right now. Maybe because I keep watching it. Maybe because the song...the song is perfect. The whole thing is just so wonderful that I get chills! every.single.time. After seeing a preview for the documentary "The Doctor" about Julius Erving and hearing my dad talk about some old time players, I knew I had to share this video with him. My dad is a long time basketball fan and I knew he would appreciate the integration of old and new footage. He did. And so do I.

So, without further ado, here is the greatest basketball commercial of all time.


Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Retail Therapy

When I'm in turmoil, the only thing I want to do is SHOP. And usually that means online shopping because it's sneaky and less obvious. Retail therapy is especially dangerous for me because I have my credit card MEMORIZED. All of it. The entire sequence on the front, the security code on the back, the expiration date...the whole shebang. It's all stored away in a compartment of numbers I keep readily handy inside my brain. So last week, while I was dealing with the frustrations of realtor walk-throughs and open houses, I bought a few things I probably didn't really need. And it all started with a $30 item.

When the email for a Sun Safety Kit from Sephora showed up in my inbox, I was clicking the link and it was in my basket within moments. If there is one thing I have a hard time passing up, it's a deluxe sample (which is evident here and here). Even more so when there's a variety of deluxe samples. And for someone who doesn't necessarily believe in wearing sunscreen, this was an unusual purchase for me. In truth, the item that sealed the deal for me was the miniature Bare Minerals brush. Silly, I know.

There were some other really great products in the kit besides the Bare Minerals items, including a sunless tanner, a one-night instant glow body lotion by St. Tropez, various moisturizers with sunscreen, Smashbox foundation primer, and Dr. Brandt Signature Flexitone BB Cream (which I'm particularly excited to try). The sun wasn't out much on Monday, so I have yet to try out the products, but rest assured, a review will follow on the ones I use. This is going to be quite the experiment for me! Supposedly there were $210 worth of items in the bag, but with a price of $30, who could say no? Especially when it's noted that Sephora is donating $20 from every purchase to the Skin Cancer Foundation. Now that's a feel-good purchase completely devoid of buyer's remorse.


Friday, May 24, 2013

Simple Pleasures

I typically like to list three things for these posts, but today, I'm only going to do one, and it's a video. A few of my friends shared this on Facebook days ago, but I couldn't bring myself to watch it initially because I'm a big, fat baby and I cry over anything remotely emotional these days (as opposed to my childhood when I refused to cry at all). Leave it to my mom to find it and watch it though, because as soon as I caught a few words coming from her computer speakers, I instinctively knew what it was. And then I had to watch it. Right then. Even if it meant that I was going to have puffy eyes for the rest of the day. Even if it meant that I was going to be all stuffed up. I went through more than a few tissues, but it was well worth it.

Seriously, if you have the time, watch the whole thing, I highly suggest it. Zach's story is emotional, but his attitude is amazing. He has so much love for everyone and they have so much love for him. With his faith and with his music he was able to make peace with what was to be inevitable for him far too soon. Death. He left his family with something to remember him by and he left an indelible mark in the world. It makes me want to find my true passion and make a life with it. Now if only I could narrow down my passions. 

If you don't have time to watch the whole thing, at least take the time to watch this video and listen to his song. 

I hope this moves you as much as it moved me.


Wednesday, May 22, 2013

Juiced Up

Are you juicing? Because I am. And I don't mean steroids...I mean fruits and vegetables!

I've been wanting a juicer ever since I found a seemingly brand new Jack Lalanne juicer at a church yard sale a few years back. It was only $40, but I could tell it was a bit dated and for all I knew there was a newer, more efficient model out there. Had they taken $20 for it, I would've bought it anyway, but it just wasn't meant to be. Anyway, I've had a juicer stuck in the back of my mind since then, but it wasn't really too important. That is, until I was at Rachel's house in January and we made JUICE! From that moment on I was OBSESSED. Not just a little, but all I kept thinking about (and talking about) was how I wanted a juicer. 

When my birthday rolled around, I told my mom if I didn't find something I liked at the jewelry store, she could get me a juicer. Rachel had a Breville model, so I knew that would be sufficient, but I still had my eye on Jack Lalanne's version. Little did I know, my seester was planning on getting me a citrus juicer so I could continue to make orange juice and lemonade as I had been before (the one I had, I had to give back to its rightful owner). 

She decided to splurge on me, however, and got me what I really wanted! 

My first day using it, I was a little nervous because I had never juiced alone, but I read the pamphlet for the best ways to get the most juice out of your greens (in this case spinach) and I was super happy with the results. 

When all was said and done (and after I mixed it with a spoon), the juice looked a little, um, brownish. Anyone who has basic color theory knowledge knows that a muddy mess is to be expected when you mix secondary colors like orange and green together. Which is why the next time I went to the grocery store, I picked up some fresh beets. It greatly improves the color of the juice, making it look less like a disgusting greenish-brown liquid and more of a deep purple. 

I love my juice so much, I've been getting up EARLY so I can make a fresh batch in the morning! 


Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Real Estate Woes

So I've been on this journey of trying to buy houses and being outbid, enduring the pre-foreclosure on the condo I've been renting, to the opportunity to buy said condo because the owner decided a short sale was the way to go, so I feel it's only fitting to share the most recent news.

The owner didn't accept my offer.

The realtor listed the property at $165,000 and I put in an offer that was $10,000 above asking price. He told me he had already talked to the owner and she was comfortable with my offer. Legally, however, the realtor had to put it on the MLS and blah blah blah, which obviously resulted in more offers. He presented her with several, mine included, and low and behold, she saw the figures and accepted an offer from a shark INVESTOR, who put in a bid at $70,000 over asking price. Basically, right after the post on Friday, I found out I didn't get it. And I was pissed. And emotional. And yes, I cried. Not only had the realtor gotten my hopes up, but I let myself get a little excited about the prospect of staying. I knew it wasn't a sure thing, but he made is seem like the deal was nearly in the bag. I was already figuring out how I was going to afford to update the kitchen and the bathroom, when I could rip out the carpet in the dining area, what type of curtains I was going to put up, and how I was finally going to get a nice washer and drier. Alas, my dreams were dashed.

Of course I have the right to stay through my lease and the investor apparently was willing to keep my rent at the current rate (though who knows for how long), otherwise, I could leave with my security deposit and whatever money they'd give me in a "cash for keys" type offer.

So, as I'm trying to determine what I'm going to do, the realtor calls me again. Now he wants to set up a broker walk-through and an open house. I'm confused because I thought it was a done deal, but he informed me the greedy little bitch owner didn't accept any offers because there were suddenly several smaller units going for more money and apparently the bank wouldn't accept an offer so low. So now the new listing is at $230,000. Let's recap for a minute though, because I know my math a little better than that. She had an offer for $5,000 over the new listing price and SHE REFUSED IT. Does that make sense to you? If she had an initial offer that was over the new asking price, you would think she would have taken it, but I can only imagine that she's going to try and get every last penny out of this out-dated condo so she doesn't owe anything. I can't say I blame her entirely for wanting to recoup a loss, but what happened to integrity? When did people start thinking it was okay to STOP paying their mortgage for no good reason? Especially when I was essentially PAYING IT FOR HER. I would think that would be considered fraud, but hey, what do I know? I just have morals. I know she's going to walk away from this condo with even more cash in her pocket than she already has from me since she stopped paying her mortgage. She'll be able to pay the bank back what she owes and get more than a little for herself, too. What goes around comes around though and even though I'm more than a little bitter at the moment, I'm trying to just let it go. There's nothing I can really do about it anyway.


Monday, May 20, 2013

BFD 2013

Let me just start off by saying that this was my first BFD concert experience and...


I almost went by myself, but then I realized how bad of an idea that was, so I forked out the cash for two tickets. And not just any old general admission tickets, but seats. And not just any old seats, but 3rd row seats. Not only were they third row, but that means you also get the VIP treatment and it's pretty much worth it.

VIP means you don't have to hoof it in from way out yonder and instead you park right outside of the amphitheatre. VIP means when you walk towards the entrance, they stop foot traffic so you can cross over and enter in the super special entrance. VIP means access to the lounge, which has its own bar and even better, its own BATHROOM. VIP also means they have chips to munch on during the day and a buffet later on. It's also pretty great because when you drive out, you have your own special way to exit which means you have less traffic to fight with when all you want to do is get home because you're so stinkin' tired from rocking out all day long.

But back to the important stuff....the MUSIC. Upon arrival, my seester and I decided to walk around and see how everything was set up. We moseyed on over to the local band stage where we caught Bonnie & the Bang Bang and they were fantastic! They're overall stage presence and vibe were spot on and we thoroughly enjoyed them. I'll be downloading their EP this week! Since they're local, I'm also hoping to catch a show sometime soon. Fingers crossed!

We also endured the scorching sun to hear some bands on the Festival Stage, which included, one of my personal favorites - JIMMY EAT WORLD! I was super happy to hear some of their older stuff from Bleed American, which is easily one of my favorite albums of all time. I have some of their newer stuff too, but that one album takes me back. After hearing a single off their new album, which is out June 11th, you can be sure that I'm looking forward to the release. We also loved The Airbourne Toxic Event who played a little earlier than JEW. That might have been the moment I decided I really needed to be in a band. I can't play the violin, but I can definitely hit a few chords on a keyboard, shake a tambourine, and do some vocals!

Before we knew it, it was time for the main stage shows and we made it in time to see them all. AWOLNATION was up first (you may be familiar with Sail) and it was a great way to start off the end of the day. Of Monsters And Men was a clear fan favorite, but quite frankly, how could they not be?! Nanna Brynd√≠s Hilmarsd√≥ttir seemed super sweet and down to earth and she was clearly having a fun time. The band as a whole put on a fantastic set and Little Talks sent everyone into a frenzy. 

Next up was Silversun Pickups who I've been listening to for years. Lazy Eye was the last song in their set and was the song that got me interested in them in the first place. It's my jam. It's actually a song I sang in acting class during one of our little exercises. I can't help it, I love it! 

Enjoying our third row seats and not worrying about our hat hair.
Passion Pit was originally supposed to go next, but for some reason, they flip flopped with the headliner, which was Thirty Seconds To Mars. Not a biggie, but just surprising. Anyway, they wanted to fill the area in front of the stage, so I was able to go down and literally stand just feet away from Jared Leto and his brother, Shannon Leto, who was playing the drums immediately in front of me. Let me tell you, they know how to put on a show. I was dancing and jumping around the entire time. The last song of the set, Jared Leto invited some people on stage and as he locked eyes with me and told me to come up, I was over the gate and jumping on stage before anyone could tell me otherwise. It was crazy. And at that moment, as I looked out into the audience, I felt like I could be a rockstar. I took it all in, I sang along with band, jumped around, and right when I though it couldn't get any better, J.Leto took a swig from his water bottle and handed it right to me. So, I did what came naturally, I shrugged my shoulders and took a swig myself! 

The water bottle given to me by Jared Leto on stage during the last song and Shannon Leto's drumstick given to my seester who graciously gave it to me 
I was riding on such a high after their set that I really didn't care if we stayed or left. My sis and I ended up leaving before Passion Pit was over (we DO have adult responsibilities after all), and after such a long day, it was nice to get home. Despite not being able to unwind completely, I somehow managed to get a few hours of sleep in and made it through the work day. Although I did spend a fair amount of time reminiscing about the night before and also about the rockstar dreams I had afterward.

Blurry, but I was too busy jumping around to take a super steady photo...that's Jared Leto and I'm standing behind him...ON STAGE.
I don't know if it's meant to be or not, but I'm fairly convinced at this point that I should be in a band. So, if you know someone who's looking for vocals, I could be your girl! And I'm totally willing to learn guitar if someone is willing to teach me. Who knows, you could be hearing me and my band at a future BFD concert and that crowd could be there to see me! Wishful thinking? Perhaps. But stranger things have happened.


Friday, May 17, 2013

Simple Pleasures

My birthday week was absolutely fabulous. It felt like the pieces of my life were starting to fall into place, which is great because I've been in such a state of turmoil for so long. And even though I have since hit a few bumps along the way, the good outweighs the not-so-good, and I've been fairly content with where I'm currently at.

A Date
Photo found here
I pretty much hate the whole dating game. It can be fun going out, getting to know a new guy, but overall, it's a little stressful for me. One day in San Francisco, I decided to let myself be open to new possibilities. I wasn't going to approach anyone, but I was going to be open to being approached by someone, not that I was expecting to speak to anyone. Low and behold, the cutie I passed by stopped me and asked me for my number. After about a month of not being able to meet up, I was in the city once again and even though we nearly missed yet another opportunity, it ended up working out. We hit it off and I'm looking forward to seeing him again, but I hope his free-spirited way doesn't take him away from the city any time soon.

An Audition
Photo found here
I've mentioned a few times that it's been difficult up here in the acting world because auditions are few and far between. I've had to miss out on a couple recently because of work and being out of town, but then I was called in again and the timing just worked out. I didn't get the part, but I'm not particularly surprised since the girl I was paired up with didn't give me much to work off of. I carried us through the audition the best I could with my improvised dialogue about the aquarium, but I guess it wasn't enough. Besides, as soon as I saw one of the match-ups before me, I had a feeling they were going to nail it. We'll see if they went with the girl and the guy, but until then, I'm just satisfied with the fact that this was the first time I wasn't even nervous!

An Opportunity
No matter how dated, I still loved the mirror tiles...taken the day I got the keys to my new place.
I've been living in my condo now for three years. It's been my home away from my childhood home and while I didn't expect to stay so long, I've grown attached to this place of mine. Okay, so it's not mine per se, I don't own it, but it is still my home. With the recent stress of knowing the place was in pre-foreclosure, I finally had a break. The owner was now willing to sell. I had done my due diligence and contacted the property management company and informed them of my desire to buy if given the opportunity and that paid off. The realtor contacted me, the seller said she'd accept my offer, and now that I've officially submitted said offer, I have to wait and see if it will all go through. It's not a sure thing, nothing ever is, but I'm hopeful. Of course if it doesn't work out, I'm ditching the place all together and moving home. I might just be the only way for me to seriously save some money so I can buy a house elsewhere. 


Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Sushi and Succulents

I apparently decided to give myself a week off of blogging. It wasn't entirely on purpose; I've started writing post after post, but for one reason or another I couldn't bring myself to finish them. Simple Pleasures on Friday was never posted, Weekend Recaptured fell by the wayside, and then yesterday I had a partially written post that I couldn't bring myself to complete.

Instead of divulging the details of all that right now, I'm going to focus on the positive things, like my girls night out last night!

My wonderful friend Rachel invited me out with some of her friends for her birthday dinner. She was super sweet though and made the dinner about my birthday, too, which made me feel really special. I wasn't sure if I was going to make it to her house in time to carpool, so I met them at the restaurant in Burlingame. Dinner was at Barracuda Sushi and let me tell you, I have been craving sushi for too long! It was worth the wait because it.was.delicious. I got the Super Spicy, which is basically a fancier, spicier version of the spicy tuna roll and it was quite good, although not as spicy as I anticipated. I traded pieces with some of the other girls around the table and Raye ended up passing some of hers over to me because apparently I looked like I needed to eat more and she may have ordered too much food!

All in all it was a fantastic evening and a much needed night out with girls my age. Not to mention that the night was especially fantastic because she gave me this darling birthday present!

I've been wanting a pot of tiny succulents since I saw the one my dad arranged that's sitting on my parents' front porch. I was giddy with excitement when she brought it in! Best part? It was made with love because it wasn't purchased already assembled and she took the time to arrange it! I RAVED over it. I'm pretty sure she has no doubts that I'm in love with this present. 

Now that Rachel and I have spent some time together again (it's been 4 months since the last time!), I'm looking forward to the next time we get to hang out, which will hopefully be much sooner rather than later. 


Wednesday, May 8, 2013

Happy Birthday to ME!!!

It's my BIRTHDAY!!! 

I've already received so many wonderful phone calls, texts, emails, and Facebook posts from my friends and family this morning! Today is off to a wonderful start!  I know I mentioned I was having the birthday blues, but they've dissipated completely and I feel like I'm walking on sunshine. Cue the music.

I had this waiting for me in my inbox this morning from my seester :)

And then one of my coworker sent me this video...

Quite frankly, I'm really beginning to look forward to this upcoming year. I feel like I've made peace with the fact that I'm another year older and I also feel that there are some exciting things in store for me. Time will only tell, but I have a sneaky suspicion that this is really going to be my year. 


Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Vivienne Westwood for Virgin Atlantic

I love airports. I'm not sure if it's the thrill of going somewhere new or the endless people-watching opportunities, but I have this undeniable love of airports that cannot be fully explained. I've toyed with the idea of being a flight attendant in the past, but with Vivienne Westwood designing Virgin Atlantic's new uniforms, it makes working for an airline (Virgin specifically) that much more appealing!


Monday, May 6, 2013

Birthday Blues

As my birthday approaches, a reminder that getting older isn't necessarily a bad thing.

I have already talked about how I've never liked getting older, so I won't delve back into that, but I will say that I am trying really hard to overcome the melancholy that seems to wash over me when it's nearly my birthday and trying to focus on the good part of birthdays...presents! No, but seriously, I am looking forward to sharing my birthday dinner with my mom next Sunday on Mother's Day and spending time with my family. I'm also anxious to see my friend Rachel, whose birthday is the day before mine, and I'm hopeful that we'll be able to get together soon because it's already been far too long since I've seen her last. Here's to hoping the days leading up to my birthday are pleasant and the ones that follow are, too! 


Friday, May 3, 2013

Simple Pleasures

I'm not fully recovered from my vacation. I'm not sure if it's the allergies I'm experiencing or the return to a quicker pace of living, but I've been drained this week. I'm hoping I'll have some time to relax this weekend, but I have a feeling there will be little time for that. C'est la vie! I'm still thankful for the time I was able to take off from work (even though I didn't want to come back!) and also for the new friends I made while I was in Jamaica.

Kerisha, Me, and Storm
My dancing partner, Omar 
Even though they were working at the hotel, I still felt like I made some great friends while I was in Jamaica. I had a few heart-to-hearts with the girls and spent a lot of time hanging out with Omar (I swear the man never sleeps). Between the games, the dancing, and hanging out near the bar, I'd say that he was almost as much a part of my vacation as Ken was!

Towards the end of my vacation I also met two lovely gals from Colorado...
Dancing in the club
We shared some laughs over the actions of a rather inebriated guest who we fondly dubbed "Nashville" and didn't miss a moment to discuss all the things we could be saying to him if we weren't such nice people. It was a hoot and likely a had-to-be-there type thing, but entertaining for us nonetheless. I know all good things must come to an end, but I certainly wasn't quite ready to leave behind this little slice of paradise and the people who made it so memorable.


Thursday, May 2, 2013

Jamaica Bound

I thought I was going to be exhausted the morning after walking miles and miles around NYC. Boy was I wrong. I was rip roaring and ready to get my boo-tah-tah to Jamaica! We made it to the airport with plenty of time to spare, and even though we weren't flying first class, it didn't really matter because on the second leg of our flight, we ended up with our own rows!

Nap time followed shortly thereafter and when I awoke, I saw this...

Before long we were landing in Montego Bay, making our way through customs, and then sitting in the back seat of a private car which would take us to our destination in Runaway Bay. The drive to our hotel was interesting to say the least. Apparently lanes are frequently ignored and are guidelines at best and speed limits are mere suggestions. I wasn't complaining though because we made it there in one piece and I never felt unsafe. Well, until we nearly hit a family of goats, and then I was a little concerned, but they all made it to the side of the road safely as far as I could see. The driver's choice of music was was comprised mostly of slow jams, some of which were slightly inappropriate, but I couldn't help but love when Allure came on with All Cried Out. When was the last time you heard that one??

Unfortunately, I didn't take many pictures while I was in Jamaica. Obviously I was having too much fun and was enjoying the relaxation. I even turned my phone off and didn't turn it back on until we were on our way home. *gasp* THE HORROR! It was actually really nice not having phone in hand (or pocket) for four days. During my period of being disconnected I played beach volleyball, lounged by the pool, lounged on the beach, played darts, played pool, played ping pong, and I even got a massage. The massage wasn't originally on my must-have list for this vacation, but after being crowned Miss Club Ambiance, I added time to the 10-minute massage I won and turned it into a 30-minute one. It was well worth the money. The contest I won also earned me a bottle of Appleton Rum, a paper crown (which is going in my scrapbook for sure), and the title of "Queen" for the duration of my stay. When I wasn't being called by name, the people who worked there playfully called me "Queenie" which I happily accepted. 

One of the best parts of my trip was making friends with not only the other guests, but also the people who were working there. From the bartenders to the entertainment staff, to the lifeguards to the maintenance workers, they were all incredibly friendly. They made me feel like I was at home. Maybe that was why I felt like I could live there. You certainly don't meet people like that here in California.

Here are a few more photos from my trip...

Obligatory feet by the beach photo
A crabby friend
Bathing suit #4
The last sunset

When Friday morning turned to Friday afternoon, I was beginning to get the blues. I wasn't ready to leave this little oasis and return to normal life. Ken was itching to get back to the California pace of things. Jamaican life is a far too slow for him. Not for me though. I could've stayed there forever. It isn't scheduled yet, but I'm already looking forward to my next visit to Jamaica...whenever that may be. 


Wednesday, May 1, 2013

The Big Apple

After two nights in Delaware, we hopped over to New York City by way of AMTRAK. I had never taken the train before (even though I see one every morning when I wake up), so it was a bit of an adventure. We rescheduled our original departure time from Penn Station from 5PM to 1PM, but we missed our new train by minutes. Not to worry however, because it was a breeze to change it to an hour later and it gave us a chance to have a bite to eat. Once we were finally on the train it was nice to just relax. I've never ridden on AMTRAK before, even though I wake up to the train every single morning. The New York bound trains also apparently don't have conductors full of piss and vinegar either because they know the proper way to blow their horns when approaching crossings.

View of NYC from the train
Anyway, back to the trip. We arrived in NYC and instead of taking a taxi to the hotel, I suggested we walk instead. It was only a little over a mile away and I was eager to see as much as I could. Besides, walking through the hustle and bustle of the city was really exciting and I couldn't wait to be a part of it all.

A single blooming tulip
A glimpse of the Chrysler Building
The Roosevelt Hotel
We quickly dropped our things off at the Roosevelt Hotel, put on another layer of clothing, and set out to see the 9/11 Tribute Center. It was the top thing on my list and I knew I would regret not seeing it. I figured out how to get us there by using the subway, but then let Ken take over because he seemed to think he knew what he was doing. I'm pretty directionally impaired most of the time, so I figured I'd let him take the reins. Turns out, I was the better equipped out of the two of us because after switching trains not once, but twice, he let me take over.

I'm a master at the subway system
Tickets to the memorial are in a building several blocks away and once we had them in hand I found our way to the site. Once you make your way through the long winding maze to get there, it takes your breath away. Before we had even fully entered the area, I felt a heaviness in my chest. I know part of it was the sheer knowledge that so many people had lost their lives there, but it felt even stronger than that, like there was still energy lingering there from the departed. Call me crazy, but I've never felt something quite so physically overwhelming before and I did shed tears. Emotions aside, the memorial was beautiful. The sounds of water falling drowned out the noise of the busy city and created a peaceful atmosphere despite the somber reminder of what the memorial is for. There were so many names and I wanted to walk around and remember each and every one of them. It's definitely something I will return back to see.

Reflection shot at the memorial
Afterward, we trekked on over toward Chinatown, saw the Brooklyn Bridge, walked by Central Park (it was already dark so we didn't walk through it), and then we went to Time Square before going back to our room. We didn't stay out late because we already had a night of drinking behind us and an early morning in front of us, so we didn't stay out and party, but I did see many of the things I wanted to see. I even broke down and ate a hotdog from a street vendor. My vegetarian side cringed a little, but it was one hotdog.
Red Cube by Isamu Noguchi
One of the new towers from afar

In Times Square...I wish this weren't so grainy.
I knew I should have brought my good camera because the photos would be ridiculously more clear, but I was trying to pack light. I accomplished that mission, but some of these photos could be so much better. I guess there's always next time!