Americas

West Coast Sour

West Coast Sour

To be honest, I wish I had not put this post off for so long. I used to be so good at writing about a trip right when I came home but life is crazy this year and that has not been the case recently. Now I feel like the immediate hype of a place is gone and makes my writers block even harder (I don’t look at myself as a natural when it comes to writing at all). But if this blog has taught me anything I like to get these thoughts onto paper to look back at. It has turned a bit into my diary, and I am ok with that. Without further ado here are my thoughts on Vancouver and Victoria.

Slab Cityy

Slab Cityy

I never thought I would say I felt most out of my comfort zone in my travels while still in the United States. Slab City did just that to me. I say "out of my comfort zone" as a positive thing; a learning experience. I didn't feel unsafe or in danger. I don't think that is what being outside of your comfort zone means, but it can mean feeling just a little uncomfortable. I felt like I was somewhere unlike anywhere I have ever been or might be again.

 

California Dreaming

California Dreaming

If you have been following Moonlit Wing from the beginning ( so basically, if you are my parents) you might remember that I posted an image of my logo over a beautiful beach scene of San Francisco.  With that image I promised a SF post soon to come. Well, 6 months later here we are. To be honest, I have had some writers block every time I would try to start this post. I have so much to say, but also nothing to say at all.

Uptown Girl

Uptown Girl

Back in June 2011 I made my first solo trip out to New York City from Lafayette, Indiana to interview for a weird, sketchy job and look at apartments with a weird, sketchy broker. This is how every NYC story starts, right? With a roommate who was a student and myself not quite the young professional I hoped to be at that point (aka I did not have a job) we were under quite the budget for our first set of NYC digs. Although I expressed interest in at least seeing a few places in our budget downtown, I knew it would be highly unlikely we could get a 2 bedroom, kitchen, living area, and bathroom in unit in the East Village, West Village, or anything in-between. After a dismal attempt I quickly asked my broker to take me uptown. After looking and not pulling the trigger (with that creep, no thanks), I went back to Indiana, got hooked up with a family friend as a broker (clutch game time decision), brought my sister/roomie with me and WENT HAM LOOKING FOR AN APARTMENT UPTOWN. UWS, UES, Harlem, Columbus Circle—you name it, we saw it. In the end we landed on a small 2 bedroom, 5 story walk up on E 78th Street. It was basically what you would think off as a first NYC apartment. But, hey, the bathroom was in unit so we were happy.

Wine Time

Wine Time

You Guys…Wine. Do you love it as much as I do? The older I get the more I learn to not just appreciate a good wine buzz, but take note of the history, geography, and work that goes into making each bottle. The Lake Chelan region of Washington state did not disappoint in their fruit growing abilities. Not only were there apple orchards everywhere, just about every other fruit had its moment, as well. We dined at a local blueberry farm, ate apricots off a tree from our backyard, and of course had photo shoots within grape vines. Below is a quick list of the different local breweries/ restaurants/ vineyards we frequented while we were in the area last month: