For some reason I’ve been wanting to watch an ice hockey game ever since we moved to the US, and this weekend we finally made it happen! Strictly speaking, our friend Chelsey made it happen – her home team, the Dallas Stars, were playing the New Jersey Devils in Newport, and she invited us to join her.
Because we never seem to do anything by half, the last few weeks have featured more concerts than we’ve been to in months.
I haven’t been to see much art recently, which is an omission I really ought to rectify. To my credit, I did try to visit the Folger Shakespeare Library on a recent trip to Washington DC, but their gallery was closed as they were installing a visiting exhibition from Oxford, so other than a quick look at the Ashbourne portrait (not actually of Shakespeare) and an intriguing painting of Queen Elizabeth I holding a colander it was a bit of a bust on the culture front. However, I did manage a quick trip to MoMA a few weeks ago, but not to see any art – I went to listen to an audio tour about dust. Continue reading
Despite the sad lack of snow since last I wrote, we’ve been managing to amuse ourselves in other wintry ways. I finally managed to go skating on the ice rink in Bryant Park – something I’ve been failing to achieve each winter since we first moved here – but then Tom went one better by joining some friends to try out curling. Continue reading
How is it the 11th of January already? Christmas seems forever ago already, commemorated only by plenty of happy memories (we had a wonderful time in Europe with friends and family) and the addition to our lives of some excellent gifts – in particular books, foodie items, and a fun new doormat.
Our little corner of the world enjoyed a day of snowfall last Saturday, and we trudged through gently falling flakes to buy our groceries for the week (if only it had snowed so much whilst we were supposedly skiing in the Alps over the New Year…). When I posted this picture on Facebook one of my friends commented that it looked like a film set – don’t our neighbour’s decorations look lovely?!
I’m not a great one for New Year’s resolutions, but I do hope to keep up the blogging this year – we have masses in the calendar already, I just need to carve out time to write about it! Whatever happens, I hope 2017 is kind to you and yours.
When Tom read my last New York post, about all the fun things we got up to with our recent visitor, he suggested that I was making our lives sound far more glamorous than they really are. I certainly don’t invent any of this stuff – we genuinely do go for rooftop cocktails, visit museums, enjoy walking tours, and so on – but of course the majority of our time is usually taken up with far more mundane things. I imagine you knew that already, but just in case I have deceived you into thinking that we live a more glamorous or exotic life than is really the case, I thought an account of our Thanksgiving weekend might present a more balanced view…
When our latest visitor asked if I’d be interested in accompanying her on a short trip to Washington DC, I must admit that my heart sank a little. I’ve been to DC twice already, and it isn’t my favourite city – despite all the excellent museums and generous public spaces it somehow feels a bit soulless, even creepy, to me. Anyway, because I am an excellent friend, and a sucker for pretty much any kind of travel opportunity, my token resistance was soon overcome, reservations were made on the Greyhound bus, and a decent-looking room booked through AirBnB. Continue reading