5 Things to Do in Savannah

IMG_20140920_115050160_HDRRecently, my mother reached a milestone birthday. I don’t think she would appreciate me saying what the milestone was on this site, so I’ll just say she nobody actually believes that she’s as old as she is. She’s smokin’ hot.

Anyway, to celebrate her big day, my aunt and I wanted to do something memorable for her. We decided to spend a girls’ weekend in Savannah, Georgia, the land of peaches (and peach sangria), Forrest Gump filming landmarks, and no open container law (yeah, I’ll take that peach sangria to go, please)!

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Pub Crawling in New York City: The Day My Liver Turned Against Me


So much beer.

I rarely every make it to downtown Manhattan. Like…ever. Now that I live in Astoria, Queens (the best NYC neighborhood, don’t argue with me on this) I find it hard to find the motivation to go anywhere outside of the five block radius around my house except to go to work in Midtown.

But one weekend in September, my brother finally came to visit me for the first time, I had to take him on the tour of my old stomping grounds.

My first apartment was in Alphabet City. It was tiny, overcrowded, and overpriced. And I loved almost every second of living there. For those of you who’ve never been to New York, Alphabet City is a sub-neighborhood of the East Village. It is a place where the musical, Rent, is set. Back in the 1980s, most of the people who voluntarily visited Alphabet City were after one thing: drugs. The little park in the middle of the neighborhood used to be filled with junkies.

Now, the junkies have been replaced by hipsters and NYU and Columbia students. It is home to tiny boutiques and some of my favorite bars.

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How Falling in Love Almost Made Me Change My Mind

For the past few weeks I have barely posted anything on my blog or on social media. If you’re wondering what I’ve been up to it can be summarized like this: Second Guessing.

I mean, I was doing a lot of other stuff too. Time consuming stuff like celebrating my mom’s birthday in Savannah (posts to come!), going to Six Flags (don’t judge) for a friend’s birthday, hosting my best friend and her husband for a fantastic weekend in NYC, and training as an usher for a new show in my home theater. I’ve been working 60 hour work weeks at minimum.

The second guessing I think has been popping into the the back of my brain for a while, but I’ve pushed it away for the last few months. I’m really good about not thinking about things I don’t want to think about. I’m sure a therapist would have a lot to say about that which is why I don’t go to a therapist.

Unfortunately, my brain can only hide from itself for so long–the second guessing made a pronounced appearance in the front of my brain when I was hunting for the address of a certain dog adoption agency in New York for my boss. During the hunt on the adoption agency’s website, I clicked on the Adopt a Dog page and saw this face:

Seriously, look at that face.

Seriously, look at that face.

My heart sped up. My first thought was…That’s my dog. That should be my dog.

I’ve never experienced love at first sight before, but I was pretty sure this was it.

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A Castle in the Heart of the City: Cardiff Castle


I would guess that 90% of my time in Cardiff was spent at the Doctor Who museum and other Who-related sights. However, in an effort to diversify my Wales exploration, I visited the Cardiff Castle.

Cardiff is a bustling city. It is surprising to suddenly stumble upon a castle in the middle of the shops, traffic, and pubs. It could almost be a figment of your beer-filled imagination. But, alas! It is real.

A bit of history: The original (wooden) Cardiff Castle was built in the 11th century on top of a 3rd century Roman fort. The castle was rebuilt with stone in the 12th century. It was attacked repeatedly by the Anglo-Normans during its history. From the 1400s until 1947, when it was given to the City of Cardiff, the castle had many different noble owners.

I had a grand old time at Cardiff Castle. There was even a little fair / reenactment shenanigans happening. Alhtough, it was really more like a bunch of people in costumes leaning on their shields. Come on, guys! You have shields! And fake weapons! Let’s see some action.

Recent shows such as Doctor Who have been filmed at Cardiff Castle. Oops, I guess I can’t avoid the Who-verse after all!  So, among the several tours at the castle, there is one entirely dedicated to exploring film locations.

More info about the Cardiff Castle, including prices and tour times here.

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Stop and Smell the Roses: The Bronx Botanical Garden

Botanical Gardens Entrance
Last weekend, my best friend, Amanda, and her husband came to visit me in New York City. This meant that I couldn’t do what I normally do on the weekends: binge-watch TV shows on Netflix while eating ice cream and various other carb-based foods. I had to make my life seem exciting!

It was a challenge.

The last time Amanda and Max came to visit, I mostly let them call the shots. This led to me being dragged on a pizza tour of lower Manhattan. Ugh. So touristy.

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My First Liebster Award!

Liebster AwardThank you TravelingSaurus for nominating me for my very own Liebster award!

For those of you who don’t know, here are the Liebster Award Rules:

  1. Write a blog post thanking the blogger who nominated you for the Liebster Award, and link back to their blog.
  2. Answer the 11 questions that your nominator asks you.
  3. Nominate 10 bloggers of our own, with under 600 followers, who you think are awesome and deserving of this honor.
  4. Create 11 questions for your nominees.
  5. Display the Liebster Award logo on your page.
  6. List these rules in your post.

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“Don’t Let Anyone Stop You.”

My fabulous family. Full of love...and too many opinions.

My fabulous family. Full of love…and too many opinions.

“You need to start your real life,” my aunt said.

“I have started my real life,” I replied indignantly from the passenger’s seat. “I’m living it.”

She gave a deep sigh and clutched the steering wheel.

This was not the reaction I’d expected from her when I announced that I was going to travel the world for a year. I had expected a reaction like this from my mother or from many of my eight uncles, but not from my mother’s only sister.

For most of my life, her and I had common ground. We were both teased mercilessly in elementary and middle school. We both struggled with our weight and our self-image. She had advised me through much of my youth and could relate to me even more than my mother could.  But this is where the line was drawn.

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Pearls, Gin, and Dancing Shoes: The Jazz Age Lawn Party


This year marked my second time attending the Jazz Age Lawn Party–a 1920s-themed party on Governors Island in the middle of New York Harbor.

Since moving to New York, I have become a sucker for theme parties. This lawn party is the ultimate themed event for me because I get to dress up, picnic in the park, dance the Charleston (poorly), and drink gin. These are some of my favorite things.

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I have FOMO. Do you?

Central Park, NYC - How can you not have FOMO in a city like this?

Central Park, NYC – How can you not have FOMO in a city like this?

I have FOMO–or Fear of Missing Out–and I have it bad. Even as a kid, I would wake up before anyone else in my house because I was afraid I would miss something interesting or fun if I slept in.

Throughout my whole life I’ve pushed myself to go to parties I didn’t want to go to, or join clubs I didn’t want to be a part of, or agree to trips I wasn’t really interested in. I was afraid that if I didn’t participate in everything I would miss out on something life changing.

Of course, no one can do everything. When I try too hard to say yes to everything, there is only a certain amount of time before I’m in for an emotional, mental, and physical collapse. Growing up in the suburbs, it wasn’t so hard to go to every event/class/party I wanted to go to. But in New York, seeing and doing everything I want to is impossible. It is impossible for me to be in 100 places at once. Although, for the first two years I really did try.

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Escaping the City: Fire Island

Fire Island BoardwalkI have been fortunate enough to visit Fire Island, New York many times since I was a kid.

Fire Island is a narrow island (approximately 32 miles long and an average of one mile wide) that runs parallel to the southern fork of Long Island. There are only two bridges to the island, but in most of the towns, cars are not allowed. Most of the beaches are easy to get to via public ferry, but some of the smaller beaches are only reachable by private boat. This means that many of the beaches are miraculously empty, making you feel like you have the whole island to yourself.

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