When I woke up this morning, I remembered the strangest snippet of a dream I had last night. Jon and I were at a rodeo, walking around “backstage,” petting horses and meeting cowboys. And one cowboy would just not stop making fun of me because I was wearing flip flops.
Now, I spent many years of my girlhood riding horses, and though I tended more toward equestrian than cowgirl, I know enough not to wear flip flops to a rodeo. My husband even teases me because I kind of like the smell of horse manure because it reminds me of the smell of a barn: grassy and leathery and dusty with hay.
If I were to get all psycoanalysis-y on my dream, I’d say it’s really about an upcoming trip we’re taking. My husband is about to turn 30, and as part of the celebration, we’re taking a weekend trip to NYC with our two best friends. I’ve never been before, and I guess you could say it’s sorta like going to my first rodeo.
I’ve been to London, where I was mistaken as a local several times by fellow tourists. I’ve been to Washington D.C. But I’ve never been to the city that never sleeps. Mostly, I’m a girl who grew up in a small town who has not-too-often traveled out of the South.
I do not want to be a lame tourist. So, I’m counting on anyone who reads this blog to help me figure out what the “flip flops” would be concerning this rodeo. I mean, I know not to wear a fanny pack, a scrunchi (thanks SATC!), or mom jeans. My friend who is going with us said she was planning to pack skinny jeans, tees, and scarves, but I don’t want to be balls hot, so I was thinking I’d stick with my usual summer uniform of solid jersey dresses with ballet flats. Will this get me made fun of by “cowboys”?
Not to mention, beyond figuring out what to wear, I have to figure out what we’re gonna DO! I want to really plan ahead so as not to waste a MINUTE of this trip, so I need suggestions of what to do! Our group will include two girls and two guys. I’m a literature nerd. My friend is a design nerd and music buff and tends toward the hipster end of the spectrum. My husband thinks he wants to go to a Yankees game, which shocked me considering he’s a Rockies fan and I can’t tell you how many times I’ve heard him rant some variation on the theme “teams like the Red Sox and Yankees buy all their wins and they don’t have to nurture talent from the ground up and they’re everything that’s wrong with baseball.” Anyway, suggestions are much appreciated.
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my fav things in nyc – broadway shows, off broadway shows (one called “de la guarda” that will rock you world, promise), shopping in chinatown (the good stuff is behind the scary metal gates in the little shops), central park (love the john lennon memorial right by his apartment building where yoko still lives), the upright citizens brigade comedy troupe (it is byob and audience involved improv), shopping on st. marks st., walking around in the village (find a good walking tour online so you can see where famous people live(d)), and so many other things…
I haven’t been, but as you know, my heart is there right now.
Pretend you fell into the gorilla cage at the zoo. (Yeah, I know–it’s an unfortunate comparison). Don’t make eye contact on the sidewalk, and don’t be walkin all slow and in everybody’s way.
Those are the tourist-y giveaways, apparently. Or at least, the things that will get you hated on.
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