Each year on January 1st, we list off a myriad of resolutions and positive promises to ourselves that will hopefully manifest change in our lives. And whether they stick or they don’t, twelve months later, we reset and do it all over again.
I rang in 2017 with a dear friend of mine, Hailei Call, who begins each year by proclaiming what she hopes it will be with one title: “The Year of…” It’s much broader than a checklist of endeavors we set out to accomplish or the number of times we vow to visit the gym in a week. The concept of naming your upcoming year simply promotes what you hope will manifest itself the most, not necessarily how you’ll get there.
At the start of this calendar year, I predicted this would be The Year of Travel. The travel didn’t need to be anywhere exotic or distant, I just wanted to explore places outside of Manhattan; even if they were in states I’d been to over and over again. I spent a solid part of this year in a long-distance relationship that had me on many midnight trains to, from, and through my home state of Connecticut. I also spent most of this year helping my best friend plan her wedding, which, in turn, brought about planning-travel, shower-travel, bachelorette-travel, and wedding-travel to various places. I was brought to Long Island for family holidays, baby showers, and alike. And I’m rounding out the year on my first regional contract at White Plains Performing Arts Center where I’ll travel for rehearsals and performances.
This year, for many reasons, was my year of travel without even trying. I’ve been lucky enough to share those adventures surrounded by lovely people in lovely places. Here are some of my favorites to share with you.
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I’ve been visiting Saratoga Springs almost every summer since I was born. I’ve missed a couple years here and there since moving to NYC, but it’s a place that lives in a very special corner of my heart, and I was lucky to escape there for a couple days over the summer. My mother has been going every year for the last 40 years. FORTY YEARS. It’s such a sweet and special town. Stewart’s Ice Cream: No words. It is the best.
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Along the way to an overnight getaway in Ogunquit, Maine, we stopped in the sweet little town of Portsmouth, New Hampshire. Honestly, we wanted to stay and nix the next half hour of driving! It was so beautiful — a quainter version of Boston. Our visit was short but so worth the pit stop. Portsmouth Brewery is a must-go!
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My bride-to-be’s bachelorette party was in Wildwood, New Jersey. It was a perfectly inexpensive weekend getaway. We landed an amazing Air BNB, located near a ton of restaurants on the water, and only a short walk to the boardwalk. We rode the go-karts, Escaped The Room, and made breakfast each morning equipped with Costco bagels and lots n’ lots of mimosas.
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I can’t say New Windsor, New York is the most exciting destination ever; but it’s special for the simple fact that I got to watch my best friend get married there. It was about an hour west of where we grew up together in Connecticut, so it was definitely familiar, but still a new adventure. The venue (Anthony’s Pier 9) was beautiful, and the rehearsal dinner was held at Newburgh Brewing Company; which is so charming and has a stunning view of the river, especially in the Autumn!