This is Mine. This has now turned into my travel blog. sometime i may not make sense and you will just have to bare with me.. staring at a computer screen is a buzz kill. the photos will be mostly mine.


New York, my old friend.
We meet again and you are just as i remember and so much more, this time around  I am in an apartment and having already seen most of the city before its like a reunion plus i am meeting some new burrows i did not get around to seeing last time.. Williamsburg.
My new love. 
But before i delve into that, like all my other recaps i am going to start at the beginning.
Day 1

Flying from down south meant my window seat on the left hand side of the plane came in handy…. i got to see everything that i didn't the first time and it wasn't until that moment that i actually realised that i had made it back here, i said i would come back and i did. it was overwhelming.

- This trip was not only fantastic because of the city, it was fantastic because of who i was here with.
Just as Jane, Zoe's and my relationship was cementing we said to each other that we should travel to NY together, more than likely after a session of SATC and i guess at that time it would have seemed like a passing comment but we got here and its a really good feeling knowing that people actually can commit to an idea and not let it slip by, it made it more special to me because it happened that way.

Zo and I land basically at the same time so we meet up and catch the Bus to Harlem to see the lovely Jane Bartush and our home for 7 days.
and just like in NO when i saw Zo, being back with Jane was just as it should have been.. like unit 29 except we were now in 3F.
After a catch up session and a clothes washing session where i nearly managed to destroy the new shorts i just brought, we make it back to the apartment which we turned into a chinese laundry and set out the plans for our week.
it was surreal and weird but on all counts amazing.

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