Spain/Portugal Trip Part 4: Lisbon

And this brings us to the final leg of our trip: Lisbon, Portugal. After having such an amazing time in Spain, we had some unreasonably high expectations. And I'm happy to say that this beautiful city measured up! After checking into our hotel in the Baixa neighborhood, we popped into a spot around the corner for a delicious late-night dinner.


The next day, we didn't have much of agenda, so we rambled around town and took in the city. Lisbon reminded us of a European San Francisco, with its endless hills, colorful buildings, quaint neighborhoods, and trolleys. I loved all of the street art and tile work!


Throughout the day, we stopped for coffees and a freshly baked Portugese pastry, like their famous egg custard tarts. We ended the day sipping Cuba Libres while walking through the Barrio Alto neighborhood, which turns into one big backpacker street party.


The next day, we headed up to Sintra, which is about an hour away by train. Unfortunately, the skies opened up and it started pouring, so we skipped some of the sites to check out the colorful Pena Palace, which is the closest thing to a Disney palace that I've seen in real life. The upside to the howling wind and torrential downpour was that were no crowds, so we were able to explore. (And by explore, I mean clutching to the castle on a precarious stone path right next to a dangerous drop-off.)


The next day was my birthday! We spent it taking in more amazing street art and wandering up to the Castle of Sao Jorge, which has breathtaking views of the entire city. In the evening, we ate the most amazing meal of our entire lives! (Confession: Sometimes, when we're sitting on the couch, I break out a picture of that dinner and we both sigh longingly.)


The next day, Erik flew back home and I moved my stuff to the Lisbon Surf House, a surf hostel located on the outskirts of town. The winds were not in my favor during my stay, but I got some fun surfs in. One day a huge and messy swell came in, and I ate it on a crap-ton of waves. But I also managed to ride one of the biggest close-outs ever, which earned me a "wow, brave girl!" from a hunky Portugese dude. On another day, I went for a solo afternoon surf and got lost trying to find the train home, which involved me rambling around a quaint village with my surfboard and asking grannies for directions. It felt like I was in a movie.

The Surf House itself was fun, filled with travelers from all over the world. One night, I went out with a Swedish girl, Israeli dude and two hilarious Italian buddies. Before the trip, I was a little apprehensive about staying and surfing in a strange country solo, but I'm so glad that I did. What an experience!

Spain/Portugal Trip Part 3: Granada to Seville

Let's see, where was I? Oh yes, we had just spent less than 24 jam-packed hours in Valencia, when we hit the road for Granada. The five-hour drive between the two cities was one of the highlights of our trip! The scenery was out-of-this-world amazing. We snaked through tunnels, twisted around craggy mountains, and passed charming villages and towering castles. At one point, we got a little lost while looking for a gas station, turned down a deserted road, and then hopped a fence to a sketchy-looking property… and were rewarded with an insane view of the golden countryside. It was hard to tell where the blue sky met the ocean.


Around dusk, we entered Granada, a charming town nestled at the foot of the Sierra Nevada mountains and immediately fell in love. The city is full of winding stairs, cobblestone streets, music, and crisp mountain air. We checked into our hotel, the centrally located NH Collection, which was our favorite of the trip! We were upgraded to a corner room with giant windows that we could throw open; sometimes it felt like were lounging right on top of the city. After a tapas dinner of beer and fried seafood, we explored the city by moonlight.


The next day, we had tickets to the Alhambra, the magnificent Moorish castle and major tourist site in town. (Tip: If you go, buy your tickets far in advance! They limit the amount of visitors per day, and it generally sells out weeks beforehand.) This place is a must-see, and there's so much to take in. We spent the entire day there, from around 1 until 8 p.m. or so.


We wandered around the fortress and into the main castle, which was breathtaking. Every room was filled with intricate tile work and carvings; Erik was in design heaven. In the late afternoon, we started getting hungry and happened across the Palador restaurant. What an amazing meal! We felt so lucky, feasting on almond gazpacho, wine, and jamon croquettes in the middle of the Alhambra's spectacular gardens.


After a full day of exploring and climbing hills, our muscles ached! We made a spur-of-the-minute decision to check out a nearby hammam, where we soaked in Moorish hot and cold pools. By far one of the best days of my life! We were loving Granada so much that we decided to stay one more day, which was Erik's birthday! We celebrated by sleeping in, eating delicious food, checking out the city, and seeing a passionate flamenco show in a cave. I don't know if I've ever seen Erik so happy.


The next morning, we packed up our stuff and hit the road again for the 2.5-hour drive to Seville. We got into the center city around 1 and had to drop off the car at 3, so we followed the tourists and parked in a random lot. It was hilarious: We sprinted past landmarks and booked it into the Plaza de Espana, laughing all the way. I felt like we were in the Amazing Race.


We rushed back to the car, got a little lost, and made it to the airport just in time. Phew. That concluded the Spanish leg of our trip, which was beyond amazing. We were off to Portugal!

whoops

Hello, long-lost blog! (Insert tumbleweed rolling by.) Not only did I not finish recapping my Spain/Portugal trip, but I managed to hit up Hawaii in the meantime. I've got a lot of catching up to do! Things have been busy over here, between travel and work deadlines. I've also been trying to make the most of every day, because the older I get, the more I realize that every moment is precious. So bear with me and my sporadic posting. xo

6 things...

Please excuse this trip recap interruption for a quick update of my day-to-day life. Here's what's been going on with me:

1. Finished up my in-office gig. I really loved the office, staff, and work, but it's nice to be back at home after nearly 10 months of back-to-back fill-ins. It's my natural instinct to try to pile on the assignments, but I'm also trying to make more of a conscious effort to slow down, put the computer away, and enjoy life. See: cuddle time above.
2. I've been listening to the podcast Serial. It's about the murder of a high school girl and the conviction of her ex-boyfriend, who seemed like a stand-up guy. The reporter delves back into the details, and it's so enthralling! I listened to seven episodes over the past few days.
3. Back to cooking. The bonus of working from home: My procrastination breaks include simmering something on the stove. My mom's stoked. It's funny that in a city of over-achieving, career-driven people, a conversation with mom goes something like: "Hey, my article is going to be published in a book!" "That's nice. What you make Erik for dinner?" Old-school Chinese moms, man.
4. Getting adjusted to fall. After a few dreamy warm days, the chill set in and reality struck: Winter's around the corner. I've been extra sleepy and hungry…ready to hibernate!
5. But also getting excited for tropical climates. The silver lining is that I'm off to warmer weather soon. This weekend, I'm headed to North Carolina, the following I'm off to Maui, and then, in January, it's Costa Rica with the ladies.
6. It was the three-year anniversary of my dad's passing a few weeks ago, so he's been on my mind. He dedicated his life to taking care of his family, so I think the best way to honor him is to be happy, try my best, look after my mom, and appreciate every single day.

Spain/Portugal Trip Part 2: Road trip to Valencia

From Barcelona, we rented a car to drive explore the south of Spain. Truth be told, I was nervous about driving in a foreign country, but it turned out to be one of the highlights of our trip! The roads were easy to navigate (though heavy on tolls), and the scenery was amazing: olive tree farms, white-washed villages, and craggy mountains. Even the rest stops had the most beautiful views and delicious food; we feasted on cortados and fresh sandwiches.

We arrived in Valencia around lunchtime and drove straight to the beach, where we met some rad new friends for paella and beers. Afterwards, Erik and I took advantage of the summer-like weather and jumped into the crystal-blue sea for the last rays of sunshine. After sitting in the car all morning, watching the sun set while floating in the Mediterranean was just…perfect.


From there, we headed into Valencia's city center, parked in the tightest spot imaginable (insert: me sweating and moving the car one centimeter at a time), and checked into our hotel (ideal location but nothing special).

We met up with the homies again for a leisurely tapas dinner and local walking tour around Valencia. The good thing about sight-seeing after midnight? Zero crowds. My favorite building was the breathtaking intricate marble cascade outside of the Palacio del Marques.


We had to hit the road by noon, so we woke up early and hit up the central food market. Talk about foodie heaven! There were aisles upon aisles of fresh produce, cured meat, fragrant pastries, and more. We ate empanadas with freshly squeezed orange juice, and bought some jamon and bread as road-trip snacks. On the way back to the hotel, we popped into the Old Silk Exchange, a fascinating piece of Gothic architecture.


…And that was our jam-packed 22 hours in amazing Valencia! When we were planning the trip, I thought that our stay would be a quick layover before heading onto Granada, but it turned out to be such a colorful, delicious, and beautiful experience.

Spain/Portugal trip part 1: Barcelona

Finally catching up on my epic vacation posts! We flew a red-eye to Barcelona; because I stayed up late to work and woke up early to surf, I was able to sleep through most of the flight. At around 8 a.m., we checked into the Hotel Ciutadella Barcelona, a lovely, centrally located hotel in the El Born neighborhood (ask for a corner room with a balcony!), took a quick nap, and then set out to sight-see. Erik's been to Barcelona multiple times, so he lead the way to the Sagrada Familia. I've always wanted to see Gaudi's famous work, so it was magical eating our lunch less than 10 feet away from the gorgeous basilica. From there, we jumped in a cab to the Gaudi-designed Park Guell.


Gah, so beautiful. Pictures don't do this stunning park justice. It felt like I stumbled into an Alice-in-Wonderland version of Central Park. The intricate tile work, out-of-this-world architecture and blooming flowers combined with our jetlag-induced fatigue made the whole experience super trippy and magical! We spent hours rambling around; it's an experience that I'll never forget.


For dinner, we rallied to meet up with a bunch of Erik's homies. They took us to a local tapas bar, where we dined on wild mushrooms, snails, pan tomate, and jamon paired with little Estrella beers (so light and cold!), wine, and cava. Then we hit the town, hopping to a few bars and the one hip-hop club in town.


After such a jam-packed first day, a more relaxing schedule was in order. We wandered around the cobblestone streets and eventually made our way to Barceloneta. Who knew there was such a beautiful beach right in the middle of Barcelona? The weather was still warm, so we sipped on sangria and mojitos in the sun, dug our feet into the sand, and took a dip into the crisp clear-blue Mediterranean sea. On the way home, we caught an outdoor concert and feasted on razor clams and fried octopus al fresco.


For the rest of our time in Barcelona, we explored. We sipped cortados in charming cafes; took in Gaudi's dragon-like Casa Batllo home; and wandered into ancient churches. Of course, we also managed to swing by a few streetwear clothing stores. I loved the mix of old and new in the city: Hip skateboarder kids and colorful street art mixed with beautiful arches and cathedrals.


And the food, oh, the food. We've never eaten so well! Some of our favorites included: Bar Canete, a fancy-ish tapas restaurant with amazing seafood and jamon croquettes; Picnic for a super-fresh brunch; Enrique Tomas for an unforgettable jamon platter (Erik almost cried); and La Paradeta for seafood (you pick the raw seafood and they cook it up on the spot). Oh, Barcelona, we love you! We'll be back!

loving life

And I'm back from the most epic vacation! Roadtripping through Spain and rambling around Portugal was incredible. I know that I'll hold onto memories from those two weeks for my entire life. Isn't that what it's all about? More details to come!

from wu to waves

Hello! Hope everyone out there had a lovely week. Mine was packed with lots of W activities: waves, Wu Tang, and words. On Saturday night, Erik and I went to a hip-hop show at the Barclay's Center. We watched from backstage, and it was fascinating to witness the behind-the-scenes dynamics. Watching the rush of entourage clamoring to get on stage made me realize that I never want to become a rap star; they must get pressed by so many people on a daily basis! Also, it was pretty amazing to see so many people wearing Erik's clothes. So proud of my hard-working and brilliant husband. On the opposite side of the spectrum, a fun swell hit this week. I dawn-patrolled at Long Beach with Sara; battled the dudes at Rockaway; and surfed the empty Gilgo beach break with Tom, Kim, and Sarah. For every awesome long wave that I caught, I ate it on at least three others. Ah, surfing, always so humbling! To round out my time, I wrote, edited, and repeated. Here's to a fun fall. :)

first anniversary!

I can't believe it's been a whole year since our wedding. We kept our celebration low-key, since we're headed to Spain and Portugal for our big anniversary-birthday extravaganza. On Saturday, we popped by the beach; Erik's first time! We got poured on, but he got to meet some of my surf pals and eat Rockaway tacos. Then we celebrated with a big dinner at Xixa, our very favorite fancier restaurant in Williamsburg. We were seated between two couples on their third or fourth date, both of whom held hands as they read the menu. Ah, those days. The smitten period was fun, but this still-smitten-but-comfortable-enough-hold-the-menu-with-both-hands stage is lightyears better.

Marriage is the best! Since we waited seven years, getting hitched didn't change our relationship drastically. But it did deepen it. Instead of "me and you," there's more of a sense of "us." And knowing that we're in it for the long haul makes us more apt to appreciate, support, and forgive one another. It also helps that I married the sweetest, funniest, and most loyal guy around. I'm the luckiest.

remembrance

The other day, I walked out of yoga class and spotted the towers of light shining from across the East River. They're so beautiful, so haunting, so full of emotion. A rush of emotions from the memories of that day flooded over me. I moved to New York (without a single friend!) a few weeks before September 11th and nearly moved home in the cloud of tears that followed. It was one of the toughest stretches of my life, but I'm so glad that I stuck it out. Like the city itself, I've moved forward from the darkness and grown stronger with each passing year. I love you, New York.

family vacation

…And I'm back! I've been preoccupied with work and enjoying summer to the fullest. A few weeks ago, I flew down to North Carolina to go to the Outer Banks with my mom and brother. We lounged on the beach, checked out the lighthouse, went on nature walks, caught a movie, took naps and ate fried seafood. It was good, wholesome fun, and so precious to spend time with my little family. I just love them.

a nice reminder

This pretty print from Minted.com landed on my desk last week. Lovely, right? It's a nice reminder that there's always room for growth, change, and new dreams, no matter where I am in life.

6 things...

…I've been up to lately:

1. I'm back in the office for another part-time fill-in gig. I'm happy that I signed on! I adore my coworkers, and I'm covering a lot of market work and events, which is a fun departure from the norm.
2. Hanging on rooftops, eating burgers and sipping frosty beers.
3. Surf surf surf. Since I'm not planning a wedding or running a marathon this year, I've focused my attention on getting better at surfing. I've been hitting the beach at least twice a week, and while I definitely still have lots of wipe outs, I'm getting more comfortable sitting in the dude line-up at the peak. The other day, I laughed to Erik that my surfing life is like an 80s sports movie: I'm determined to show up those bros who snake my wave because I'm a girl. [Insert sweaty Eye-of-the-Tiger training sequence here.]
4. Vacation planning! It's always a struggle, because I'm the active outdoorsy impulsive type and Erik is the artsy city intesive-research kind. But we always manage to book the best adventures, so it's all worth it in the end. This birthday-week trip may be our best yet!
5. Going on rambles. Most weekends, we carve out one afternoon to go on a walkabout or bike ride. There's always something new to see, and a joke to laugh about.
6. Enjoying summer. How is it already August? Although I've been working hard, I've also been enjoying life. If there's one thing my dad and his passing taught me, it's to find pleasure in the moment and treasure the people around you, because these are the things that matter the most.

slumber party weekend

With Erik in Europe on business, I'm swinging it solo this week. So there's been plenty of my favorite living-alone habits -- namely, tossing my outfits everywhere, watching bad television, and having crackers for dinner. On Friday, I took the LIRR out to Long Beach and had a surf-slumber party weekend with Liz. We had fun sessions (and even got interviewed about it) at two local breaks, and on Sunday, we checked out Tom's at Gilgo Beach. Besides all the sliding, it was awesome to have some giggly, gossipy girl time. Sometimes, you just need a little shot of estrogen and adrenaline.

the good and the bad

The good:

1. Erik's younger sisters visited last weekend, and we showed them around Brooklyn. After growing up with a brother on a street full of boys (read: tomboy ground zero), it's rad to have so many women in my life now.
2. I started up a part-time in-office summer gig. The work is fun, and my coworkers are beyond lovely!
3. Looks like I'm going to go on a mini-family vacay with Tim and mom. So excited. I love them.

The bad:

1. Our fridge is broken and my landlady is in denial about it. Guess we'll be living on takeout for the time being, ugh.
2. The surf is flat. Plus, I hurt my ankle so I can't run. On the upside, I've been doing a lot of yoga and biking lately. We rode down to the Brooklyn art museum to catch the Ai Wei Wei exhibit and then waited in line for Ample Hills ice cream (verdict: delicious but stomachache-inducing).
3. Helping mom with her healthcare, so I'm mucking through the red tape insanity. Does it really need to be this complicated?