Where Dreams Are Made Of

Nannying takes my sister to an interesting place each summer, which is nice because then I have an excuse to go visit somewhere new. Last year it was Atlanta and this year the Big Apple. My brother Vinny was given the responsibility of being our alarm clock and awoke us each morning with a dramatic rendering of Jay-Z's Empire State of Mind. I think I'll hire someone to sing and dance me into consciousness each morning. Who needs coffee when you have your own human alarm clock?

Here are some things Vinny woke me up to see and do:

Ride in a limo for the first time. Don't I look thrilled? Our driver, Ziggy, was from the Ivory Coast and had no teeth.

The World Trade Center memorial...it was quite stirring...the thousand paper cranes were made as a tribute to peace a la Sadako Sasaki.

Lady Liberty and Ellis Island. While waiting in line I was guaranteed a place in heaven by a man with rainbow hair, a guitar and a huge smile. He asked if I'd ever kissed a black person. I says, "Yeah, but does that mean you're still offering?" I laid a big wet one on him and he then granted me a place in paradise. It was cool to see the story of immigration told so well in the Ellis Island museum.

A walk across the Brooklyn Bridge. We got to the other side with the intent to eat at a famous pizza place but the line was gigantic, so I read a plaque on the wall that said Walt Whitman was fired from a job because he opposed slavery. Good job, Walty.

Got freaking ripped.

Biked around Central Park. I was baffled by how huge this park was and no longer felt like I was in a city of 8.4 million people. The John Lennon memorial was RAD. A couple adoring fans were lining it with yellow and white flowers while another devotee was singing Imagine in the background. My sister, Paci and I seemed to be the only ones who were impressed. The rest of the family stood around looking at the word, "IMAGINE" engraved in fancy stone and commented disappointingly, "We came here for this? I could've just written that on a piece of paper."

Saw The Lion King on Broadway. Rafiki stole the show like always. The costumes were the most impressive.Had a techno-glow-stick dance party late one night in the apartment. Chief and Paci decorated themselves and we all said, "Wow!"

Had grilled salmon, asparagus and portobello mushrooms on the roof. I'll never listen to that James Taylor song in the same way.

Went to a Yankees game. A-ROD (A Ridiculously Overpaid Dink) was supposed to hit his 6ooth homerun, but instead the Blue Jays hit 600 homeruns themselves...or 4. I was reminded of how boring baseball really is. We had to exert ourselves to make it fun, hence the ponytail. Also, price-gouged, unhealthy stadium food is always a treat. How can 45,000 people come together to watch guys try to hit a ball with a stick, but a couple thousand people can't convene to watch a broadway production?

Natural History museum. I appreciated the way Teddy Roosevelt was memorialized here. He's the man. This place and the Museum of Modern Art (MOMA) contained overwhelming amounts of information and having my own ignorance revealed to me so powerfully reminded me that I have a lot to learn.

Probably my favorite part of the whole trip was seeing Mary Poppins on Broadway. My Dad, older sister and I have always been huge fans of the movie and since Paci is a nanny herself she also felt a connection to the story. We bought tickets the day of the show because they're significantly cheaper, however, we didn't sit together. We joyfully reunited outside the theater on Times Square with a crazy celebratory jump hug. We were all way stoked about the show. The songs are still in my head. Have you taken your spoonful of sugar today?

A model shoot on the beach at Fire Island. We also had a killer game of Ultimate Frisbee, I tried skimboarding for the first time and held a Horsehoe crab...aka a living fossil.

My two sistas and I on the ferry to Fire Island.

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