Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Celebrations

"The pioneers, the immigrants who people the continent, were the restless men in Europe. The steady rooted ones stayed home and are still there."- John Steinbeck

The restless woman and accommodating man that we are, we traveled to Boston for a little Thanksgiving vacation. To be more precise, we actually spent Thanksgiving day in Plymouth, the birthplace of the holiday and the welcoming post for the aforementioned pioneers.
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Here is the infamous rock!

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I knew from the moment we saw this rock on wikipedia and laughed at its unassuming stature that we would not be impressed. And we weren't.... because it's just a moderately sized rock behind a fence! But hey, it's a kitschy thing to be in Plymouth on Thanksgiving day (much like Times Square on New Year's Eve) and we haven't shown much aversion to kitsch. Hey, look, a fake pilgrim!

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We were thankful for many things on Thanksgiving. Tops was successfully leaving Plymouth. With no taxi service, we basically had to beg strangers for a ride to catch the last bus to Boston. Thankfully a non murderer obliged us. (Side note: they were visiting from New York, who says New Yorkers can't be nice?)

It was our first time visiting Boston; we spent a lot of time wandering around different neighborhoods, which was fun and easy, since the city seems so compact compared to New York! We also did an early morning running tour along the Freedom Trail, which was a fun and efficient way to see everything.

Massachusetts Statehouse

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Boston from the JFK library

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Boston Harbor

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Last and kind of least, we walked around Cambridge. The Harvard campus somehow didn't meet any of the expectations I had for its beauty, with the exception of this church.

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Julia Child's former house! It's been remodeled and was last sold for $3.7 million.

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The rest of our celebrations took place in New York. First was the day I ate a creme brulee donut which was a celebration because it was the first day I ate a creme brulee donut. Holy shit. The top is carmelized and slightly burny and phenomenal. Whenever I start to daydream about living in a city with cheap rent, I find things like this to daydream about instead.

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And, finally, my birthday! Nick and I took the day off work to celebrate my birthday weekend. Starting with lunch at Jean Georges (3 Michelin stars if anyone is counting!) and it was fantastic. My favorite was the parmesan and mushroom risotto.

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I also took my first ride on the S train, which is one of the random subway lines that nobody ever talks about. It was really cool inside, I couldn't help but look like a tourist and snap a few photos.

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We also wandered around Grand Central Station, found the whispering hallway (you can whisper into the corner and people can hear you across the hallway), and the dirty rock that shows how the ceiling looked before the restoration.

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Next we went to tour the UN, and I stopped in Nigeria along the way.

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Cool doors to Kuwait's UN Mission

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El globe

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Gifts to the UN

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UN general assembly, where the shit goes down

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The rest of my birthday weekend was filled with more eating, with a friend who had her birthday on December 1, shopping, naps. Just the way it should be..... I'm almost 30, I only have energy for the essentials!

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