One of the gifts DH gave me this year was a weekend in the city (sans stroller, as he put it). Since this past weekend was a veritable heat wave around these parts, I decided to go ahead and "cash it in" before the New Year. Why waste time, right?
I got a nice hotel on Hotwire (The Whitehall) and finally booked my massage at The Peninsula. I wore real clothes, ate at nice restaurants (Fred's, Ralph's, etc) and shopped the north end of the Mile, though I didn't buy much. I didn't even tell my city friends I was coming in, since the idea was to give my introverted self some breathing room from never being alone. I haven't done a very good job of meeting my goal of "balance" this year. Next year will be better...
What some people don't understand about big cities, is they are about carving out your own little space and getting lost in the sea of many. I love the anonymity. I read some books (the latest by Malcolm Gladwell and Elizabeth Gilbert, which I recommend) and walked a lot and sat and soaked it all in. Sometimes you just need to be by yourself (in a city of millions) and trade caregiver for doing nothing much to get back to center.
Enjoying the fireplace at RL...
Happy New Year!
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