Large Apple

I'm sort of embarrassed by this, but up until a few days ago, I'd never been to New York. I've been to Fiji, spent a few hours in Iceland and lived abroad in Australia, but had never set food in this country's iconic big city. And to be honest, I expected to hate it. I am a big fan of space, and doing things at my own pace, and affordable rent. But against all logic, I adored this place.

After a couple days of learning the ropes from one of my favorite gals, gallivanting around different neighborhoods and eating fantastic food at tiny restaurants that seem like well-guarded secrets, I was enamored. I can't wait to go back and get lost in it all again soon.

In the meantime, I'm spending the next couple of days at Beard's folks' place, in central Pennsylvania, which is on the other side of the spectrum. It's quiet and relaxing and lovely. And there is an Amish buggy museum. 'Nuff said.