I am currently writing this post from the comfort of my best friend’s couch in her most adorable apartment nestled comfortably in the West Village of New York City. Why the change of scenery you ask? Why in the world would I trade in the serene and secluded Bahamian beaches for a city that is stuffed full of people that can’t make up its mind whether it wants to leave winter behind? Well, when you are 30 years old, have no income coming in and on somewhat of a permanent vacation sometimes you have to take one for the team and go back to work for a bit. So, I’ll be in NYC for a few weeks doing some freelance work while Jason basks in the sunshine with with the dogs and the boat.
Don’t feel too bad for me. I am going to make the most of my time in this amazing city. I will be catching up with friends that I haven’t seen in a year and a half, eating as many bagels as I can stand, stuffing my face with sushi, getting $20 mani/pedis, taking a ton of hot water showers, and, of course, shopping at Trader Joe’s. Man I have missed Trader Joes. I’ll fit some work in there as well, I promise.
It is going to be incredibly difficult for me to be separated from my family for so long. I have spent nearly every minute with Jason and the dogs for the last year and a half. My heart is going to hurt a lot, but I have to stay focused on why I am doing this. Bacon. Yes, bacon. I will be able to bring home some bacon for us. Figuratively of course, I doubt airport security will allow me through with a carryon full of meat. I also plan to go a little crazy on Amazon. Do you know how difficult it has been trying to find a replacement french press in the Bahamas? With electricity being so expensive in the Bahamas you would think they would make more use of french presses, but we have had zero luck. But, I digress. However, I will 100% be buying a stainless steel french press.
Jason plans to stay in Spanish Wells while or starter is finally fixed (THE PARTS CAME IN!) and our engine is put back in working order. After that he will single hand and buddy boat his way down to the Exumas to meet up with our friends aboard Tribassa Cross in Georgetown. Right now the plan is for me to meet up with him there once my project is done. However, our plans seem to change on a daily basis so don’t hold me to anything. I mean, I didn’t even know I was coming to NYC until 12 hours before my flight left Eleuthera. It is kind of how we do things now.
For my NYC friends – let’s play! For my sailing friends and readers, send me a virtual hug as I am going to really need support these next few weeks.