Woven & Spun

This is New York City, Part I. New York was the last stop on our journey around the world and i did not want to leave. There is something special about this city- you feel as if everything is possible and at every turn, inspiration. And then there is that energy that New York has that made it difficult to bid it farewell.

This is my New York, where we visited many Dean & Delucas in honour of Felicity (read this article for a bit of fun) and where i went to the drugstore to get this Dial bodywash after a friend used it at a camp during my teenage years and i became obsessed with it. My New York also involved loving the bathrooms in Moomah, where the lyrics to ‘Blackbird’ by The Beatles were posted on a wall, just so you could sing to it while washing your hands (the other bathroom had 1,2,3,4 by Plain White T’s.) and falling in love with the Barnes & Noble in Union Square, where we tried and failed to acquire the prized seat by the window in the cafe. 

More NYC to come.

Our next stop was Rome, the land of the beautiful. I had never seen so many good looking men and women in my life! Everyone was impeccably attired, which left me feeling slightly dowdy in my easy-to-wash-and-wear-and-match tourist clothes. But i will never forget the tour of the Vatican (I was overwhelmed by the ornate beauty of everything. It really was too much for me after a while and i felt like my senses needed a break.) or the perfect day we had in the Colosseum, hanging out amongst the ruins or the amazing food we got to sample. Rome is steeped in history and i felt that with every step i took. 

Oh, Paris.

I bought two things for myself there: a black leather jacket and Hemingway’s A Movable Feast. I had either a croissant or a pain au chocolat for breakfast everyday. To save money, we bought sandwiches from the nearby monoprix for dinner and took it back to the hotel to eat while watching a Korean melodrama on television. I did a twirl in Montmarte, which was only appropriate considering my love for Amélie. My first sighting of the Eiffel Tower was magical. 

Yes, that was my Paris. 

I always have travel on my mind and wanted to revisit the photos from our around-the-world trip in 2009. I wish i had more time to fall in love with London and take more photos but we only had three days there. Maybe next time. 

Tomorrow, Paris!