The one thing that really drives me crazy about Manhattan is how difficult it is to get off the island. Fleeing NYC during the hot summer months is a must, but being a car-less twenty-five year old makes things very tricky. It is because of this that I only get to travel home about five times a year. With that being said, when I do head home to New Hampshire, I always make the most out of it.
{It all began with two things that I can’t get in NYC: A drive in my car and a real New England Dunkin’ coffee}
{Taking in a little nature with a trip to buy flowers with my Dad}
{No more public pools for me! There’s something about laying out next to your own pool and, of course, the rubber ducks that double as chlorine filters}
{My mom’s restaurant quality cooking. She made one of my favorites: bacon wrapped dates stuffed with goat cheese!}
{A traditional New England Lopstah dinner!}
{A sister trip to our favorite small town ice cream shop-Mack’s Apples}
{Nothing like some mint patty frozen yogurt!}
{We burned off that ice cream with a trip to Boston and a run…well jog/walk around the Charles River}
It’s weekends like this that make me wanna ditch Manhattan’s public transportation and outrageous expenses and move to the suburbs of tax-free NH.
Oh, New Hampshire as long as NYC allows, I’ll be back soon.
That looks like the loveliest weekend. Interesting to picture your NY lifestyle with the weekend getaway . . . and you must pick up your taste and joie de vivre from your parents–the weekend cuisine and pleasures sort of suggest that!