New York Trip

Yes, as if our back to back trips in July were not enough, we followed them with a journey up to New York. We seem to have a love-hate relationship with NYC. Every trip up there reminds us of how much we love the city--seeing friends, eating good food, visiting world-class museums and shops--as well as how we could never really live there. Pretty much, NYC infrastructure is slowly crumbling. On the first day of our visit an early morning rainstorm (with not that much total rainfall) halted the NYC subways, leaving public transportation a giant mess. The following day, we, and all the rest of NY, decided to drive into the city, making our commute extremely long and tiresome. Anyways, I digress. Thankfully the boys were good sports about all the crazy commutes. They were just disappointed they didn't get to ride the "choo-choo" trains a bit more. They did get to ride a NYC bus for the first time, which Milo thought was "really cool" (me not so much since the bus drivers make you fold up your strollers, which is quite a hassle with two children and all their gear).

The boys had a good time in NYC, mostly playing in playgrounds, eating junk food, and making big messes. We had fun while they were napping in their strollers or somewhat cooperating while we tried to have conversations with our friends and family.



After eating our way through NYC, we headed up to Elmira, NY, not too far from Binghamton, NY, where Justin and I first met (15 years ago this fall!!!). Gramma and Granpa Bienkowski recently moved to Elmira and we got to see their wonderful new home and celebrate the boys' upcoming birthdays. Even Auntie Alli drove in from Ohio to join in the fun. While in upstate NY we visited the Corning Glass Museum and the lovely, albeit frightfully fast, Eldridge Park carousel. Milo was particularly enchanted by the glass blowing demonstration at the museum.





On our way home from Elmira we stopped in Williamsburg, VA, for an overnight visit with our friends the Wawersiks. Milo, Hannah, and Calder had so much fun playing they were too wound up for their slumber party. By 11 p.m. they were all separated and sleeping soundly. Our trip ended the next day when we arrived home tired and drowning in dirty laundry. It's good to be home.