Last month, two of my college roommates invited me up to NYC “for a weekend of spa pampering, Lilah gazing, yummy food eating fun” to celebrate my “pending nuptials.” (Lilah would be the 5 month old daughter of one of these lovely ladies.) Of course, I said yes.
The weekend was perfect. I took the train up this past Friday afternoon, and other than a one hour delay before we even got on the train, it was smooth sailing. (Smooth training?) I took a cab up to my friend Lara’s place, dropped off my bag, and took the bus over to the same yummy Italian restaurant I went to for my birthday. We were soon met by our friend Jill, her hubby and their baby girl. Dinner was a real treat, as we so rarely eat pasta at home. Dinner was over at 10:30 and we called it a night, because Lara and I had a Central Park run planned for the morning.
Saturday morning, we woke up a little after 7 and headed out for a run through the park at 8. I had a 4 mile training run on my schedule, and Lara had a 10 miler planned as part of her NYC marathon training, so I decided to give 5 miles a go and run half of it with her. We ended up finishing the 5 miles (actually, 5.2) in 55 minutes, and then I headed home to shower while she ran 5 more. We were starving by the time we headed over to Jill’s for a lovely brunch.
We lounged around for a while before getting ready to head out to the spa for a lovely, relaxing afternoon of massages, manis and pedis. After that spa visit, I knew I definitely needed to schedule a massage for the week of the wedding. It’s amazing how much better I felt after that… so relaxed and recharged. It’s almost a week later and I still feel much calmer.
We came back to Jill’s for cupcakes and champagne (pretty much my favorite way to celebrate anything), and were joined by our other college roommate, Sara, for the evening. The four of us went to the Thai restaurant Sea in the meatpacking district, which was apparently bachelorette party central. There was at least one other bachelorette group at the restaurant and we saw several others (including someone with paparazzi, although we didn’t get to see who) while we ate outside. The meatpacking district was totally NOT our scene, but we all love the other Sea in Brooklyn and this one was more convenient. After dinner, we wandered out of that neighborhood to find a quiet bar for one more drink.
The next morning, we went to brunch at Taboon in Hell’s Kitchen. We started off with some amazing hummus, and we all ordered these delicious flatbread things that came topped with over easy eggs and your choice of toppings. (We all chose haloumi cheese, because how often do you see that out? Never.)
After brunch, we wandered around the upper west side for a bit before I had to catch my train home. No delays on the train… in fact, I got into Union Station a little bit early. Adam came to pick me up and we went out to grab some takeout from a local Mediterranean place. I even came home to a sparkling clean apartment… he’s a keeper.
It was such a fantastic and relaxing weekend… exactly what I needed.