Having lived in big cities (NYC and Berlin) for nearly the past eight years, I’ve had time to properly diagnose that unruly feeling of restlessness prompted by urban living, or perhaps by staying in the same place anywhere, really, for an extended period of time. The usual suspects certainly help — exercise, sunshine, quality time, shopping, and wine (I think we can bunch the lot under self-love) — but nothing scratches that itch quite like a literal mini-break from reality. Best taken every two months or so, and under no circumstances, should one go an entire season without a little vaca.
You can expect to see the unexpected in New York City; people and buildings worthy of second glances. I regret not taking a picture of the man dubbed Chandelier and his friend King Charles V…or was it the VI? Chandelier had metallic dreadlocks that he habitually spray-painted gold, and King Charles was a wandering man with nothing but a rocking horse and a portfolio of amateur photographs. I purchased a King Charles original print for $1, and he kindly signed the back with a personal message: “I like pizza”.