Pappardelle (Italian)
Upper West Side
Traveling gives me some anxiety because I have traveled a lot in my life and I know things don't always go as planned. Delta rescheduled my Thursday night (direct flight) to a Friday afternoon (2 layover) ordeal. It gave me anxiety to think I had to go back to the airport, only to hope that my trip went smoothly. So at that point, I thought....might as well take the refund, get my money back and plan a separate vacation where I can actually enjoy myself and relax a bit. My boyfriend, who lives in Queens right near the airport offered to let me stay at his place if my flight was canceled. The problem was, he told me that early in the night. Since I didn't leave the airport until four in the morning he was dead asleep by the time I arrived at his house. It was raining that night, I hadn't broke down from frustration yet...but when he didn't pick up his phone I began to cry. I started walking away in the rain, already stressed, sad and nervous when I realized I actually had nowhere to go. I made one last attempt, my boyfriend finally picked up the phone and once he answered the door I ran into his arms and bawled my eyes out. Looking back now, that was such a comforting moment I had with him and I had another realization of how much I love him. He is so sweet and nice and always makes me feel better.
I love long weekends and a break from work. I wanted to make lemonade out of lemons and really enjoy the rest of my weekend. I got my hair done, called up my friend Gray and we explored restaurant after restaurant, both very happy we got to take a break from our day to day lives. Sunday afternoon we all chilled in the rooftop of my apartment, hung out, chatted and all got to enjoy the benefits of living in New York City. It's really not an easy place to live. It's stressful, high-pace but very rewarding. Thank goodness every bad day always has a good one that follows.
