So it’s official, I’m in love with New York City.
I know, it’s a predictable outcome after visiting the Big Apple, but I’m fully jumping on the ‘I want to live there someday’ bandwagon.
Keen to experience the less touristy side to the city, we found a cosy Air BnB apartment in the trendy Greenpoint area of Brooklyn and prepared ourselves for 4 days of exploring…
On our first night we wandered down to the river to take in the New York skyline and came across a film crew shooting at dusk. Sadly they didn’t require any extras, so we set upon finding somewhere to eat, drink and be merry.
Just a short walk from our apartment was an amazing pizzeria called Fornino’s. Our waiter, Brooks (a struggling actor, of course), proceeded to ply us with wine and pizza and asked where in Australia we were from. Upon informing him that we were in fact British, he put his acting skills to work and gave us his best English accent which went something along the lines of “Awwwright, I’m Brit-ish and III just laaanded”.
Fair to say, his wine recommendations were stronger than his accent abilities!
With jet-lagged (and slightly fuzzy) heads, we set upon our first day of exploring.
It’s only right to start the trip with waffles, right?
Grand Central was, of course, breathtaking. The intricate detailing and incredible architecture had us snapping away for a good 40 minutes. We couldn’t believe that to New Yorkers this is just a place to come when you want to go somewhere else. I swear if I lived there I would never leave this beautiful building.
Satisfied that we’d photographed every single detail, we moved onto Times Square and boy, was it busy! The buzz hits you as soon as you turn the corner. Touts were hollering at us trying to sell bus rides, boat rides, bike rides – you name it, they sell tickets for it!
We eased our way through the crowds and climbed the infamous red steps to take it all in.
Being my 26th birthday, it seemed only right to mark the occasion with a Fame-style jump, captured perfectly by Jen!
Satisfied that I’d successfully been one of those tourists, we set off to buy coffee when a Scottish ticket tout managed to relieve us of a few dollars for a comedy show on our final night. His friend even kindly offered to marry me so I could live in New York permanently which was, you know, tempting. After weighing it up, I decided I’ll probably just hold out for that true love thing and refused his proposal.
Oh, what could have been…
Ready to get out of the carnage, we navigated our way to Chelsea for lunch…
..and found a shop named after us!
If you find yourself in Chelsea, be sure to visit Cookshop. With delicious brunch options and moreish cocktails, it was a popular choice with locals and tourists, alike.
Re-energised, we stepped back into the sunshine and headed for the High Line.
A one mile public park built on a historic freight rail line elevated above the streets on Manhattan’s West Side, the High Line runs from Gansevoort Street in the Meatpacking District to West 34th Street, and is truly the most amazing way to see the sights of the city.
With tired legs and plans to see Matilda that evening, we caught the Subway back to Brooklyn ready for more adventures…