Last month I treated myself to a trip to New York for my birthday. I went with a good friend and we spent three great days pretending/imagining/dreaming that we actually lived there. We stayed on the Upper West Side and we didn't do anything particularly touristy. We enjoyed walking around, eating at good restaurants, shopping, and just generally taking in the city. It was a great trip and I'm already dreaming about when I can go back. It was a month ago already, and I could go back tomorrow.