Last week I went on a mother/daughter trip to New York City. I’ve already written lengthy posts about the ecstatic joy of seeing Hamilton (and meeting the cast) as well as the surprise opportunity to attend Seth Meyer’s monologue rehearsal. Although I don’t have quite as much to say about everything else that happened, I still want to share what a December trip to Manhattan can look like. So in lieu of words, I will mostly rely on pictures!
When your mom says she wants to take you on a mother/daughter trip to New York City, the answer should always be Yes.
Of course, it wasn’t quite that simple.
Several times, my mom mentioned wanting to go to NYC together before I leave for Greece, and every time I said sure, okay. But she kept asking, so I became more certain that the trip would not happen. You see, my mom and I plan very differently. I operate on gut instincts, and when I say I will go somewhere, it’s a done deal, and the rest (travel, lodging, etc) will follow after. My mom likes to think things through for a while before committing. She interpreted my immediate yes as me flippantly agreeing, and I interpreted her waiting as her not really being interested. Thankfully, we avoided the perils of miscommunication this time and after a couple weeks of awkward conversations, we bought our plane tickets (unlike the 2014 $999 trip to Ireland that included airfare, car rental, and four nights in castles, but I’m not still hung up on that or anything)!
And what tickets. I found us seats on Southwest: $40 going and $110 coming back. Let me repeat that: we’re flying from Chicago to NYC in December, two people, for a total of $300. On top of that, I had an $80 credit from the flight I cancelled during #32DaysInMyCar, so we only spent $220 combined. Continue reading →