Wanderlusting: Summer in The Concrete Jungle
“Aaah, summer – that long anticipated stretch of lazy, lingering days, free of responsibility and rife with possibility. It’s a time to hunt for insects, master handstands, practice swimming strokes, conquer trees, explore nooks and crannies, and make new friends.” ~ Darell Hammond
Summer has arrived in the Concrete Jungle
I can finally say s
pring summer has arrived in New York! It seems with in a matter of weeks we have gone from winter, briefly to spring, and now we have welcomed gloriously summer. Mother Nature sure knows how to apologize for all the springtime snow storms and chilly dreary days!
I, for one, am happy we hop-skipped past spring and have gone straight to eighty degree temps, sunshine days, and an abundance of green. While that green has also brought the pesky nuisance of stuffy noses and sneezing, it beats being bundled and holed up in my two hundred square foot cave.
This is the time I revel in. It isn’t Christmas in the city, I enjoy, but summer in the city. It isn’t my happy place, but my happy season, and with the unofficial kick off to summer starting this weekend, I am ready to embrace crop-tops, margaritas, and long days at the beach.
And while that just might have sounded like a Tinder ad, I will totally own the basicness of that statement because NOTHING can dim my happy summer glitter.
Despite the Park Conservancy’s attempts at planting flowers, it seemed like the white-walkers had certainly brought winter making leaves and flowers nothing but a distant memory, never to be seen again.
Yes I am being dramatic, and yes good things come to those who wait. But this wait was painful. Thankfully, New York City has finally become a chromatic green horticulture haven once more and it seems especially gorgeous.
From the cherry blossoms blooming in Central Park, to walking down the block and discovering hidden gardens, my eyes once again are beautifully besieged by vibrant colors and with it my heart is once again blooming right along with all the botanicals.
Laying out in the park
There is something utterly New York about going to the park and laying out in your bikini. Coming from the mountains where it was only acceptable to lay out by a body of water, or maybe your private pool if you are lucky to have one, getting use to laying half naked in the middle of a park with buildings surrounding you, was a newfangled idea when I moved here seven years ago.
And yet it is one I have happily embraced. In fact I have gone all the way New Yorker, turning my lay about into a boozy boojie event with friends. Wine, cheese, and great company makes for the perfect summer afternoon in the city, especially if it is on a day when everyone is working. It is hookey at its finest!
I know, I know, Starbucks is NOT New York, but haven’t you heard the saying “There is one on every block?” so I beg to differ, especially during the summer months when these decadent frozen drinks crave attention from my taste buds.
The warmer weather makes me want to drink the
cool-aid frappuccinos all day every day. Nothing gets me giddier when Starbucks starts promoting their frappuccinos again and coming out with new twists on this iconic drink.
Nothing is better or says summer then taking it to go to the park or getting one after a run as a treat, because ya know, balance peeps.
I admit I am probably the minority in this, but I ADORE running in the heat. In my “Old” age, I have become a wimp with the cold. (which I think is a sign it is time to move!) Once the temps reach forty degrees, I hibernate, but with the warmer weather I have come out of my cave and embraced the heat, and being TMI, also the sweat!
Seriously, can it even be called a run if I don’t sweat?
I love that I can get up at five and safely run because it is light AND warm out. I feel like my sanity has been restored, and people no longer have to fear being around me…Much.
Nothing says city more then sidewalk seating. I admit I fell in love with this practice when I was in France, and moving to New York only reinforced my obsession.
Not only does it make fabulous people watching as they walk by, but soaking up the rays and warmth while eating delicious food is my happy place.
Summers in the city reminds me WHY I love this city so much. During the winter months, when I am relying on Seamless and don’t dare dress cute because I will freeze my derriere off, it can be depressing as AF. I don’t want to do anything, and further more, I dream of moving to points unknown. (Greece ideally, Charleston realistically)
Like a light switch, summer flips that perspective. It brings new beginnings, inspiration, motivation, and happiness. Once again I love this city, and I love the exploration and new adventures I can’t do in the winter because of the cold. Summer is for making memories and I am so excited for the new ones I will be making this season.
Are you excited for Summer? What is your favorite thing about Summer where you live?