Travel & Hotspots

What our dear Bo is up to this week? You can read about it here!

Ha, I'm back at the airport. My bags are checked in, I'm picking up some Dutch cheese and before I know it, this mirror selfie is already nine hours old and I'm in New York. Exhausted, but intensely happy, I drive into the city. A sea of lights, a huge amount of honking, sirens, and people come towards us. I roll down the window and feel the urge to hang out hysterically and blow kisses. I don't do it. But the thought reflects my intense feeling of happiness. I'm home again. Worn out. Just like Blue on the right. But incredibly happy. I also make my fiancé promise not to move back to the Netherlands for a long, long, long time.

The blossoms on the trees and my eye under my hat. It's colder than I think. But that might be because it's 6:15 in the morning. Long live the jetlag!

New York. Sigh. It was actually good that I was away for a long time. Because I could complain a bit about her. She was too busy. Too crowded. She wasn't the home of my friends. And she could be really annoying sometimes. But that's in the past. Everything is back in the right perspective. Of course, New York remains busy, not the home of my friends, and sometimes a bit annoying. But it's home. And look how beautiful she is...

Blue in a sweater. He doesn't like it. I think it's so sweet.

I must honestly admit that it has been a bit quiet on my blog Zee van Bijen. It got a bit on my nerves to stand somewhere again saying “look how cool I am” and take photos of that spectacle, then put them together and type a little story about the how and why behind the textile combination. ‘What on earth am I doing?’, was the thought that lingered in the background for a long time. So I stopped doing it for a while. Until I was shouted at in the dog park. My first New York follower that I met in person. She had the same glasses and shoes as I did and told me that she was so happy with my blog and that it inspired her to move to New York and buy those glasses and shoes too. And look, that's what you do it for. After her kind words, I decided to stand somewhere in New York again, take photos of it, and type a little story about it. With pleasure this time and the intention to keep it that way. Come see it!

So wrapped in my army jacket, I march determinedly to my favorite district and my workplace located there, order an XL cappuccino, open my laptop, and start on my to-do list with Amayzine's photo diary at the top. There, and that is hereby: ‘check!’. Until next week!