Last week, I took a quick trip to New York City. And by quick, I mean less than 48 hours. I arrived in NYC in time for a late dinner on Thursday night, and I was on a plane home on Saturday afternoon. So I was basically in town for only one full day, but I made the most of it. My brother, Grady, has lived in NYC for about 6 years now, and one thing I have learned is that you can get more done in one day with a local as your guide as you would in three days trying to navigate the city by yourself.
Last year, I visited for two full days with my friend Caycee, and with Grady as our guide we pretty much hit every major tourist attraction as well as some of Grady’s favorite local spots in that short time.
This trip, though, was for one main reason-Sam Smith! Grady got us tickets to see him on Friday night at Hammerstein Ballroom. I was so excited, and the concert was amazing. I’m not going to lie, I cried at least twice. We ended the night by visiting a rooftop bar with a gorgeous night view of the Empire State Building.
Before the Sam Smith concert, we spent a whirlwind day in Manhattan. Friday just so happened to be the launch day of the Iphone 6, so we went to the 5th Avenue store to check out the lines, and I have got to say, it was ridiculous. Blocks and blocks of people lined up, some looking like they had been sleeping there for a few days. I just don’t get it.
Then we visited a few museums, starting with the Museum of Modern Art. Now there were plenty of well known works of art that were pretty cool to see in person. We saw the Monets, the Warhols, the Pollocks, and the Van Goghs.
However, there were also many works of “art” that just made you go hmm. Random leather pieces hanging on the wall, a collection of what looked like horse tails, and the kicker was the wall with “A Wall Pitted By A Single Air Rifle Shot” written at the top, along with an explanation basically stating there need not be an actual mark on the wall, it’s all abut the emotions that the phrase evokes within you. Umm, ok. And of course Grady and I did not see the explanation until we had thoroughly inspected the wall searching for the “pit”. I feel like we may be featured on an upcoming episode of Candid Camera.
Then Grady took me to the Whitney Museum of American Art to see the Jeff Koons exhibit. I had never heard of Jeff Koons, but apparently, he’s kinda a big deal. Well, after meandering through the first floor of his exhibit which featured glass encased vacuum cleaners, random inflatables, and sponges, I was a bit skeptical…and inspired. I was ready to run to Walgreens, buy some pool noodles, set them on a platter, and make my millions!
As we continued up floor by floor, things just got stranger. The Michael Jackson with Monkey sculpture, the giant pile of play dough, and the grand finale….Balloon Dog! The Balloon Dog at the Whitney is the yellow version, but the orange Balloon Dog sold for over 58 million in 2013, becoming the most expensive piece by a living artist ever sold at an auction. Good for you, Jeff Koons! But, again, I don’t get it!?
I also got to visit Grady’s office. He works at a real estate company called Bold New York. I’m pretty sure I could never be cool enough to work there, it looks like something out of a television show, everyone dressed in skinny pants drinking their lattes while emailing or making calls on their IPhone 6s (they must have paid someone to stand in line for them). There is even an adorable office dog named Ruby. I follow Bold on Instagram just to see their cute “Ruby Tuesday” posts.
And of course we did a whole lot of eating. I’ve now gotten the chance to eat at several really great NYC restaurants, and the rice balls at Galli are still my favorite. If you ever find yourself in Soho hungry, you must go there!!
A quick morning trip to Brooklyn on Saturday and then I was on my way to the airport. So as you can see, I fit a lot in to less than 48 hours, and my feet reminded me of that as they hurt like heck for a few extra days once I got home! It’s always great to see my baby brother and it’s fun to play “city girl” for a little while.
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