In Transit: Train & Vignettes

I think this time around I'm going to take a new approach to planning out my life.  Instead of making promises that I'll break like telling people that I'll write more, I'm just going to preach the value of "no."  It appears that every time I say "yes, I will do something", life happens to body slam me with work.  This month, I vow to say no in the vain hopes that that no will turn into a freer schedule.

That said, I thought about this morning how nice it would've been to write a fantastic little vignette on riding trains and being free-spirited.  Instead, I worked my little toosh off from New York City - Penn Station to Providence, save an hour nap and a snapshot or two from Instagram.

Manhattan skyline taken from the Acela, via Instagram.

I love trains.  Something about a train station just breathes whimsy to me... with the very specific exception of Penn Station, which is an awful place.  Yet, train stations in their glory evoke a sense of vintage and old school romance, a la 2009's Chanel No. 5 commercial... and while, working on a train on Monday morning is stressful, there is nothing better than getting off at my little station and Providence, heading for a sandwich at Café la France, and all the while singing Simon and Garfunkel songs in your head.

Travelogue: Auld Lang Syne, I'm Alive!

Snowfall in Providence, Rhode Island

Is it too late to write a New Year's post?  It's been a couple weeks into the new year, and already I've half-mangled all of my resolutions.  For the sake of not boring you, let's skip over the sad, pathetic details of these attempts and reflect on how hard it is to maintain a steady lifestyle when you live out of a suitcase.  There's always hope for next year.  Remember lovelies, I never promised that I was good at this traveling thing... only that I do it a lot.

As the fates should have it, I am in the Northeast once again.  This time, for a one year stint in Providence, Rhode Island, to which there are a variety of feelings that I would prefer not to get into.  More importantly, I'm alive!  Though, I've been subsisting on a diet of hotel food and coffee for the last week.  No matter, things will settle down.  In any case, old friends, I just wanted to you to know I'm alive... and in Rhode Island.  Also, that it snowed here?

I jest.  I have big plans for the blog this year.  Firstly, a makeover, as you can see the construction going on.  Perhaps even some better quality pictures?  Let's say this, I resolve (3 weeks into the new year) to go further, have crazier adventures, shop less but more effectively, and document it all for your viewing pleasure.

And until then, my lovelies, happy new year and three weeks!