Backtracking a bit with polaroids from San Francisco. I really, really liked this city.
Way back when I used to have a shit ton of time and alone time, I’d go through magazines, cut stuff out, and create collages. (Pretentious to say art?) I should get back into it.
I was down in DC this summer for work, on one of the most hectic assignments I’ve ever been given. I was running between the same couple of federal buildings to cover events — the Department of State, the Department of Treasury, the National Press Building — and it was hot as hell in DC the few days I was down there, and my schedule was uber tight, making it all but impossible for me to do any exploring in DC. I was also getting sick, so, you know. #life
I did get to snap a couple of photos of DC is hella photogenic and has some of the most beautiful buildings. If there’s one city that’s super historical and very #AMERICAN, it’s gotta be DC. In most major cities, if you wanted to get a good feeling of its history, you usually visit downtown and you’ll get a glimpse of the city’s oldest federal buildings. But DC has all those cities beat.
The boy and I went up to Beacon in May. This is a small town outside of New York City, about a one and a half hour drive upstate and easily reachable by Metro North as well. It’s a good place to go if you like nature — took my first hike there! — but it felt pretty small to me. Things close early and it’s really scenic, but didn’t leave too much of an impression.
The food is good though, and the Dia:Beacon is up there as well as Stormking, which are both worth the visit alone.
Going to give blogging another earnest attempt, because I used to be so good at maintaining one and I miss writing for non-professional reasons. It may be due to my shorter attention span these days — it’s so easy to just throw a snap onto Instagram or drop a link on Facebook — but it’s also because I write for a living, I stare incessantly at a computer screen. When that’s your day job it’s hard to come home after just to sit in front of a computer even more.
But I really miss blogging and I associate the activity with solitude, which I don’t get a lot of these days, so I’d like to carve some time for it. We’ll see how it goes.
To start off, here are a couple of snaps from my trip to Philly in March this year. I miss it quite a bit — I really enjoyed the city and the things I did when I was there with my dude. I also have a couple of extra feels for it this weekend because I watched Creed over Thanksgiving and it absolutely rocked my socks off.