Harlem window, NZ coffee. I’ve just arrived into NYC after a lovely few days with my sister Pens in Anaheim and Huntington Beach in California. She has great friends who spoil her whenever she visits, which means I get the VIP treatment by association, yeyaa. We started out at The Holiday Inn where they fed us these amazing cinnamon french toast scrolls for breakfast.
We moved onto the Radisson the next day to hang out at Knotts Berry farm. I’m probably one of the most ‘scaredy-cat’ people I know. I’m totally freaked out by heights, even glass elevators make me nervous. I’m also a bit of a weirdo on roller coasters. I don’t scream. I just kind of laugh uncontrollably. Or hold my breath. Which is probably why I felt like I was gonna pass out after riding the Silver Bullet – a ride which is pretty tame for normal people. In spite of this, I somehow thought it would be a good idea to try out the new ride, WindSeeker, which lifts you 301 feet. It was not a good idea. It looked like a calm enough ride, and I didn’t hear anyone scream – but that’s probably because you can’t hear people screaming when they’re 300 feet high. I now know what it means to be literally ‘scared stiff’. I could not move, except to close my eyes from time to time LOL.
Next up was The Hilton on Huntington Beach. So beautiful to be in sun and sand again after kind of missing out on summer this year. Got taken out to dinner and totally spoilt on the rooftop of La Casa del Camino in Laguna Beach, which I was slightly geeked on being a fan of the reality show.
Alright, time for another coffee and more wiping down of this apartment. Hello New York, you feel like home.