This past weekend I went to New York City to visit my sister. There wasn't really any special occasion other than that I got a cheap ticket (less than $300 on Virgin America!) and I had a free weekend.
Molly lives in the Bronx in a nice quiet residential neighborhood at the end of the 6 line. Her roommates are very nice and her living situation reminded me of being back in college -- the good parts -- living with friends.
In a nutshell, our agenda was:
Friday - arrive at JFK; endless subway ride to Pelham Bay; pizza at Villa Barone; walk to City Island; ice cream
Saturday - the Met! including brunch in the Trustees dining room (oh la la); subway down to the chapel at ground zero; shopping for a new bag at Century 21; walking to Chinatown; back to the Bronx for more Villa Barone and ice cream
Sunday - met Molly's friend James for lunch at a diner; bagels at H&H; Natural History Museum; back to the Bronx for leftover Villa Barone and ice cream (yep, three nights in a row of Barone pizza and ice cream - can't beat it).
Monday - wake up at the crack o' crack; limo to JFK; fly back to SFO....
All in all a very fun trip. It would be nice to see Molly more often but then again, maybe it would be like Christmas fudge - not so special if you got to have it all the time? Nah.