When I was in college, one of my closest friends was (and still is!) from Istanbul, Turkey. I remember having a conversation with her one night after watching When Harry Met Sally about how magical it is to see places like New York after seeing them on-screen from afar. She’s right—and her perspective on New York… Read more »
On Friday, I mentioned Fete Paradiso, a giant Parisian festival brought to Governor’s Island to celebrate Bastille Day. A quick five-minute ferry ride over, and we were there—transported to a small (and shockingly un-crowded) outdoor party, straight out of Midnight in Paris. The coolest part was the old-school carnival rides that were set up for… Read more »
