New York was amazing — I had a completely brilliant time and Rawiya was an excellent hostess. Getting away was so very necessary. If not for the friendship, change of scenery, and baby-break, then definitely for the food.
Best Thai. Best Pizza. Best South Indian I have ever tasted.
Now we’re in the peak of wedding season here at the wood turtle homestead.
This week alone I’ve been to a dholki, a henna, a ladies’ party and a mehndi. Tomorrow is the wedding, so hopefully I can get back to writing after surviving that. Until then, it’s lazy photoblogging.
It’s been fun, even though Eryn has a stomach bug and insists on holding in her runs until optimal family picture time — thereby forcing me to change her and bathe her in hotel sinks, while overflowing toilets soak my white pants. Otherwise she’s completely blissed out at all of the “happy-happy” cake and mango lassis. She thinks every dinner is someone’s birthday.