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A few quick ones from our one night in New York.

Not much evidence of our time there as we were running around like mad the first day, and I was wrestling with a truly horrifying hangover hangover the next day.  (Thanks, Whiskey Ward. No seriously, thank you – those whiskey iced teas with the homemade honey were so, so worth it.)

We took stayed at Eventi Hotel in Chelsea, which I heard about from this super helpful article from NY times reviewing new and affordable boutique hotels in nyc.

Mixed feelings on Eventi. The rooms were beautiful, bed super comfy and bathrooms were massive. But they missed out on something atmosphere-wise. Front lobby and check in experience were kind of flustered and rushed.  The bar is a lounge/cocktail bar that’s set up impressively – until you sit down in the atrium and see how the furniture is run down and take a sip of your drink and realise the bartender has charged you $15 for a gimlet featuring Rose’s. Ick.

view from our room. Yikes.

I’m making it sound worse than it is. For the value and location, it was really quite nice, and I would happily stay there again – I would just switch up my drink selection.

That evening we met my lovely cousin Katie and her man for dinner at Pulino’s, a pizza place on the Lower East Side. So yum. That was followed by drinks at a basement club watching her friends’ band, and then onto the aforementioned Whiskey Ward where we met Christy, a friend I’ve known since we were five and very terrible children. We spent the rest of the night huddled up in a corner catching up while her boyfriend and my boyfriend had D & Ms over whiskey shots at the bar. Throwback photos? Oh, let’s do.

circa 2004

circa 2005

circa 2002 STOP LOOKING AT MY NAILS WITH JUDGEMENT. Them shits looked right at prom.

Okay, back to NY. The next day we made out way back to the Lower East Side for a wander and successfully found a cute restaurant for lunch, some odd parks, and the Brooklyn Bridge.

I couldn’t figure out what all the padlocks were all over Brooklyn Bridge – Turns out they are “love locks.” Read about it here.

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