Back from one of the longest Fourth of July weekends that I have ever experienced. That’s a good thing, because in this city weekends usually go by at fire speed. It was an extension of my Hawaii trip, and very much needed because time away from the computer is always a good thing. What did I do this past weekend? I went to Smorgasburg, met with friends at the beer garden, watched Beguiled, had vegan Matcha ice cream at Van Leeuwen, jammed, had brunch at a favorite French spot, did a cover to Britney’s Toxic with friends, explored Brooklyn Heights, had a picnic in the park in Dumbo, watched the most epic sunset and a fireworks show from the Williamsburg waterfront, and last but not least created a new obsession with spinning the fidget spinner on my nose and everyone else’s nose. haha. Oh, and most importantly, I watched the entire first season of The Handmaiden’s Tale in three days. One of my biggest newfound addictions ever. High recommended.
Now it’s back to work. No more up too late watching shows, and more up early writing and editing blog posts. I am back in that focused mode. Luckily, for me, work is therapeutic. It is a daily nostalgic excursion back in time, to days of good outfits, exciting explorations by foot and stumbles upon aesthetically inclined views. I always hope to show you guys places off the beaten path as much as I can, because those are the places I most often want to go. Like this hidden path that curved outside and around the edges of our resort, to a local cliff jumping spot into one of the most beautiful spots of ocean I have ever laid eyes in. A body of water fluxing in blue and green and even gold during sunset. Oh wow it is such a delight just thinking back on it. We found these high layers of grass on our walk that were homes to nesting birds, so we were very careful about where we stepped. Our walk was slow and calm. The sun was still high, so we were in no rush at all. It felt different, being in Hawaii and seeing this large area of what seemed like countryside land, but surrounded by ocean. Less palm trees that I expected right here, but dreamy, to say the least. Windy and serene. It was like walking on untouched land. We were going to stop for a little longer to sip our Veuve Clicquot rose, but we were already late for a group meeting, so we brought it back to enjoy at our room while we got ready. At least we had some time in a place that made us feel like we were the first discoverers. What a refreshing feeling coming from a place where sparse street corners are hard to come by. That’s what Hawaii is for.
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