37 Wall

A marble-lined lobby. A private screening room. A cavernous residents’ lounge filled with glowing crystal chandeliers, 30-foot floor-to-ceiling curtains, creamy leather chairs and pool tables lined with dove-gray felt… 37 Wall Street was always intended for the city’s elite. (source)

Guess who’s gonna stay here and live like an “elite” for 12 nights this November/December? ;)

Having done some research, Dia & I were pretty set on staying at a B&B because hotels in New York are too expensive, and the ones that were within our price range looked like crap. We were almost set on this cosy one somewhere between Upper East Side and East Harlem, when we stumbled upon Airbnb and found this sweet little studio on Wall Street.

I know pictures are not entirely representative sometimes, and I’m probably getting ahead of myself here but… I have a very good feeling about this, y’know? :p

37 Wall is a Beaux-Arts office building built in 1907 for the Trust Company of America. It was converted in 2007 to a rental apartment block and most of its tenants are apparently well-off young professionals who work in finance. To which, I immediately remarked to Dia that “I’d better dress up everyday” cos you never know who we’ll meet. ;)

And did I mention that it has a rooftop terrace with a great view of Lower Manhattan?

Neal Caffrey might be there.

*giggles*

Just a block away is the NYSE. Now, being located right in the thick of all that Wall Street action, I am (naturally) thrilled about the prospect of being surrounded by smartly-dressed, dashing men in suits each morning to the extent that I will not rule out a whirlwind romance during which we can head to Tiffany which is oh-so-conveniently located on the ground floor of 37 Wall, and pick out rings.

Have I told you I’m a dreamer?

Crazy fantasies aside, I’m really excited about finally taking that first major step to making this NYC holiday a reality. Seriously, November cannot come soon enough.

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Song of the Day

Night of the Dancing Flame, by Róisín Murphy

Wherein I have some issues

Today, I’m feeling majorly (and inexplicably) dispirited, where wallowing and sighing seem to be the only appropriate things to do.

I can’t quite put my finger on why I’m feeling this way, but I have a few theories:

1. A friend from Brissie gave birth this morning, and I’m yet again reminded that I’ll miss out BIG TIME when two of my closest friends (who are also in Brissie) give birth to their own kids.

2. As though having these two so far away isn’t enough, another one is on her way to leaving us for Liverpool to do her second degree next month.

3. I appear to be losing passion for my job.

4. I’ll be turning 29 soon and I feel like I haven’t done anything significant with my life.

5. For once, I honestly don’t know what the next 5 years of my life is gonna be like. (Not like I’ve ever known, but I usually have some sorta plan/idea…)

I know that God has it all figured out, and there’s no reason for me to worry about anything at all. Problem is, I don’t think I’m actually submitting my worries to Him, because I don’t exactly know what they are. Tell me what I’m feeling is normal?

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Song of the Day

Promises, Promises, by Incubus

Cloudbreak Island

Like acoustic/ambient/instrumental music? My crazy-talented cousin, Ian, recently released an EP and I couldn’t be more proud of him. Be prepared to get yourself transported to your happy place, where you’ll find it almost impossible to do anything else other than lay in bed (or a comfy chair), close your eyes, and wish you were on vacation. And I’m not just raving about this cos he’s family — although I am not gonna deny that I am bias. Heheh.

His EP is available for digital download (you can name your price) from the website. :)