Rockport, Massachusetts is one of my happy places. I spent a lot of time here in my college days, grabbing coffee with girlfriends, brunch with my parents, and dates with my then-boyfriend-now-husband.
Spring was a late bloomer this year. Even though Easter was at the end of April, we had no flowers to speak of, so it was a sight for sore eyes to see springtime in Old Town Alexandria while we visited my brother.
A few weekends ago I met up with some old college girlfriends for a quick whirlwind weekend in New York City.
I’ve been to New York several times, and have reached the point where I’ve checked the obligatory touristy spots off my life, (Central Park, the Public Library, The Met, the Statue of Liberty, Fifth Avenue, Times Square, St. Patrick’s Cathedral, etc.) so I was excited to try something new.
I have a habit of taking lots of pictures in art museums of all my favorite pieces. I’ve dragged my husband to more art museums than I’d like to admit. If I am ever in a new city I always try to make a stop into new, or favorite, museums.
I thought it would be a fun addition to the blog if I shared my reviews of art museums as I visit them throughout the year! I’ll start with the Chicago Institute of Art.
As time goes by, one thing my husband and I have learned about our vacation-style is that we love to hike. On every major trip we’ve been on, the time we spent hiking has always been one of our major takeaway highlights.
Once our tickets to California were booked, San Diego was calling my name. I solicited advice from friends, and we ended with two very enjoyable days in the greater San Diego area.
Most of our time in California was spent relaxing with friends and enjoying delicious food. We did, however, manage to throw in a few site-seeing trips that definitely qualify as “touristy”.
The following may be crowded and overrated, but I enjoyed them! (And they were all free!)
I have been to California several times, but only once for pleasure – and that was over ten years ago! With a number of good friends and family living in the greater L.A. area, it was only a matter of time before I made it out there again. This time, I happily left behind my snowy state of Massachusetts for a brief reminder of what the sun on my skin feels like.
I’m fortunate that my work takes me to my favorite city every fall – Chicago! This year, my trip fell just before my birthday, which I promptly used as a bargaining chip with my husband to convince him that he should come with me for the weekend so I could introduce him to some of my favorite places.
I’ve long maintained that Rockport is my favorite Massachusetts town. And that’s still true. Mostly. Rockport IS my favorite, but if I could choose to live in any town, it would be Newburyport. (If only it weren’t quite so far north!)