Sail away(or take a bus).

Sometimes, just sometimes, when you live in a small town, you need a magician-like escape...  Especially when that town swells to 50,000 people for a weekend of boozing in on their sailboats.

When you live in a town where every time you go out to dinner, you see 5 plus people who know who you are.  98% of the time I LOVE this about Nantucket and then there's the other 2% where I just want to disappear, to blend in with the crowds, go somewhere where no one knows my name.              

And the perfect city for this for me is New York.  It's chaotic, it's loud, it's dirty, it's trendy.  It's perfect.  New York is sort of like what Las Vegas was for me when I lived in California.  A two day getaway and then I was ready to click my 4 inch heels and go running back to San Jose.

The noise, the bustle and heels in a hustle are all part of that fast paced charm I love.  And disappear I did... right into the shopping, and the restaurants, the bars...

 And even Times Square (at 12 pm after a few cocktails of course).  

 And tomorrow I'll be ready to leave. 

 I'll go back to the place I currently call home.  

Back to the sand, sangria 

and views from my back porch of golfers taking a 

swing with their sandwedge on the 7th hole.  

My energized batteries will be recharged and ready to go for the summer.  

But there's still tonight. 

One more night in the city that never sleeps. 

The world is big.  Get to know it.