So I’m sitting here watching Sex and The City, looking back on how badly I wanted to be Carrie Bradshaw. I was born and raised in Santa Cruz, CA. My parents were not “city folks” and my only experience with “the city” was a 4th grade field trip to Alcatraz.So I was over the moon when my then boyfriend (who is now my husband), invited me to go back east with him to visit his family. I was a little nervous. Besides meeting his family for the first time, we were going to New York, the biggest city I had ever been to. I knew I was either going to love it or hate it.
When we got on the train in Connecticut headed for Grand Central Station, I was nervous and excited. When the train doors opened and we stepped out onto the platform, I felt like I was home. I loved it!!!
We hopped on the subway and hit up the Metropolitan Museum. We saw the most amazing Greek art and culture exhibit, those sculptures are a sight to behold. We went upstairs where I saw a collection of Claude Monet’s most recognized paintings. And as if that weren’t enough, my husband found an exact replica of a ring I loved and had lost at a trade show years before. Here I am, first time in NYC, standing in one of the most beautiful museums staring at the ring I had been searching for. Are you kidding me? Could it get any better?! Oh yes, it could.
Just a short walk from the Met is the Guggenheim Museum. We decided to check it out and I was absolutely floored when I saw the exhibit…25 years of Giorgio Armani! Every floor was more beautiful than the one before. This day just kept getting better.
After that, we visited St. Patrick’s Cathedral, had lunch in Little Italy then back uptown for some shopping. We ended the day at the famous Stage Deli to get one of the biggest (and most expensive) sandwiches I’d ever had. As we rode the train back to Connecticut, I couldn’t help but feel like the luckiest girl in the world. An amazing day, in an amazing city, with an amazing man.
I look back on that day often, and the trips to the NYC since, and I have to say, Carrie Bradshaw’s got nothing on me.
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