Living in such a tourist-centric city is very funny because you quickly learn to hate tourists. I've seen some of the darker parts of living in the city and it's funny how cynical I've found myself after only being here, off and on, for 2 years. Thus, I've concluded that being in Brooklyn for an extended period of time is unhealthy and needs to be broken up with at least a few out-of-normal-city-life experiences.
This weekend was the perfect escape. Although I missed the mermaid parade at Coney Island (barf), I got to spend time at one of my good friends' homes in Connecticut (can you say "homemade meal"?!) with a handful of my favorite people. Although it was just a two day and two night trip, I've come back feeling insanely refreshed.
My homestate of Colorado, although known for it's wildlife, is very brown compared to the lushness of the east. It's always a treat to drive around seeing trees, trees, and houses encased in trees; it's like something out of an old book of fables. And besides the trees that, as one friend so eloquently described them, "don't smell like dog piss", we had the pleasure of relaxing in a private family friend's pool and watching old home movies. It was a perfect way of taking our collective minds off interning, city life, homeless people, and above all else, dog piss.
Thank you for being such a kind and caring host, Anna!!
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