Park yoga and fire escape cupcakes in Brooklyn

For my last day in New York, Kelly and I decided to bookend it with some F-U-N.

First up, a little practice on my lastlastLAST week in life as a not-certified-in-yoga person (...I hope). One week before my final exams, an extra one-on-one class was just what I needed, so we headed to Prospect Park in Brooklyn and threw down our mats.

It was a gorgeous day, warm and slightly breezy. Before we had even properly started, two dogs had already run across my yoga mat, closely followed by their profusely apologizing owners. It says something about my powers of paying attention that I thought those were the only two dogs to interrupt our practice the entire time...whereas Kelly counted nine. I'm not sure how my brain somehow willingly ignored seven dogs running across my mat in the space of an hour, but I'm going to attribute that to my overall state of ZEN and just move on.

It was so lovely teaching in a new space, with new distractions, lots of things to watch and appreciate and enjoy, and still find that I LOVED doing it. I'm so close to being certified I can almost taste it. One. More. Week.

Then to close out the day, after a full afternoon of shopping and pizza-eating, I picked up some cupcakes at Magnolia bakery, a chilled bottle of Pinot Grigio, and we made our way onto the fire escape. It's almost a full moon, the sights and sounds of Brooklyn were milling about two stories below, and we clinked our mugs in a toast to four days fabulously well spent. 

I absolutely loved this entire Big Apple experience, and I can't wait to come back. I want to be a part of it...New York, New York.