The Jane Hotel NYC

When we started planning for our trip to NYC everyone recommended we stay in the West Village area, since it's a nice neighborhood with a lot to do/see within walking distance.  After an extensive search on the internet, I listed the Jane Hotel along with 4 other options in an email to Brent, and being the fantastic and smart boyfriend he is, he quickly replied (probably without even looking at the options): "Which one do you actually want?".  He really is the best. The Jane Hotel was exactly as I imagined it would be... so charming in all of its historic splendor!  My camera was buried in my backpack when we arrived, so I only snapped pictures of the lobby with my phone.  The bellhops were all dressed in appropriate vintage attire, and the front desk was just perfect, with the little mailbox dividers for each room.  It was like a time travel dream!

The decor was all so lush and ornate; even the walls were upholstered!

Our room was small, but it really felt like home (living in 300 square feet for 2 years will do that to you).  I was imagining we were living in a small flat in the West Village, even though in real life we still probably couldn't afford even that small of a space in the city.  A little unrealistic play-pretend-time never hurt anybody, I suppose.

I am now on a personal mission to find a bed and headboard like this one.

The personal touch of storing old books in the nightstands added to the home-y feel of the room.

I have never, in my entire life, wished harder for a magical Marry Poppins carpet bag than in the moment when I saw this armoire...

I didn't waste any time... I was soaking in this fabulous tub on the first night.

No detail went missing... they even had letterpressed coasters and a complimentary bottle of wine waiting for us.

Adjacent to the hotel lobby there was a little French cafe open all day that served delicious food & wine, and played old vinyl records over their sound system.

I made it a point to stop in for wine and cheese a few times...

...while Brent was doing this.

 

Washington, DC - Part 1

I've gone through most of the photos from our trip, so I'll be posting a little bit as a time instead of overwhelming one post with a ton of pictures.  The first leg of our trip was spent in Washington, DC - neither Brent nor I had ever been so I was very happy to experience it for the first time together!

We stayed with one of Brent's friends on our first night there, so I got to explore a residential area of DC while Brent was sleeping the next morning.  I loved all of the old houses and enjoyed the patriotism that was ever-present throughout the neighborhood.

I stumbled upon my first memorial while wandering around the neighborhood -  the African American Civil War Memorial.
After Brent woke up we took our first subway ride (ever!) together to our hotel.  We stayed at the L'Enfant Plaza Hotel, which is within walking distance of the National Mall... we wasted no time and walked right down to explore.
What a sellout... ;)
We stopped for a little people watching and post card writing.
What a perfect day it was... not too warm, not too cold, and not a cloud in the sky.  In the next few days I'll post more photos of each memorial!

Mission San Juan Bautista

It's on my summer bucket list to visit as many of the California Missions as possible and I'm a bit behind, but I did get to the Mission San Juan Bautista a few weeks ago with Cheryl. The Mission San Juan Bautista, translated: Saint John the Baptist (not that I have ANY clue who that is) was founded in 1797.  It's definitely the oldest landmark I've ever been to, so  the history of the place was just so amazing to me.  Although, Brent quickly squelched my lovely vision of its history by telling me the Native Americans were enslaved and forced to build the mission, forced to farm the lands, and forced to worship there.  Clearly I aced history class.

Bummer moment aside, we went to San Juan Bautista for the day.  We started with a really fabulous lunch at La Casa Rosa... check Cheryl's blog post for the details.

We visited a few antique shops (of course), then moved on to the mission.

The building and grounds are really beautiful in an imperfect, primitive way...

Especially the gardens with the wild chickens!

I think my favorite parts of the mission were the doors and windows...

The little details like the rustic floorboards and old books on display really made me feel connected to the history of the mission and the people who once lived and worshiped there.

This visit wet my appetite to visit few more of the missions in this area!

Weekend in Pictures

1. Beach treasures 2. Mission San Juan Bautista 3. Bitsy, a sweet pug that lives in an antique shop in San Juan Bautista 4. My new (old) rocking chair from Aggie's Porch 5. Lunch with Cheryl at La Casa Rosa... she'll be posting all of the details soon! 6, 7, & 8. The perfect lazy Sunday at home with the furry family

Boulder Dam Hotel

I suppose being in a long distance relationship isn't all bad... especially when you have a sweet boyfriend who turns a simple monthly visit into a weekend getaway at a historic little hotel just off the beaten path in Boulder City, NV.  Built in 1933, the Boulder Dam Hotel had a very old fashioned, welcoming air about it.  It reminded me of one of those beautiful estate homes in the south with the tall white pillars...

...and a warm, inviting sitting room.

Brent booked us a suite and the friendly receptionist was delighted to inform us we were lucky enough to get the Art Deco suite.   I felt like I stepped into a little apartment in Chicago in the 1920s - the decor definitely had a theme, but it wasn't overdone or tacky.  And I loved that we got a real key to the room!

The first floor of the hotel houses the Boulder City/Hoover Dam Museum, which detailed the history of the town, the people who flocked there in desperate need of employment during the Great Depression, and the building of the Hoover Dam.

After we toured the museum (admission is included with the room), I took the opportunity to check out all of the little boutiques and antique shops that lined the streets around the hotel.  I stopped by the Boulder Dam Brewing Company to pick up dinner and a growler of Hefeweizen, went back to the hotel, took a bubble bath, and finished a good book.  I fell in love with the little town and would love to go back... I can only imagine how cute the town and hotel are when they are all lit up for Christmas!

Found: Tarpy's Roadhouse

Picking Cheryl and Rob up from the Monterey airport a few weeks ago gave us a great excuse to swing by my favorite lunch spot just down the street... Tarpy's Roadhouse.  It's in an old building just off the Monterey Salinas Highway named after an Irish immigrant that settled in the area back in 1851, Matt Tarpy.  It's history is only part of the charm... check out the beautiful patio!

Oh yea, about the food.  Let's just say they know how to plate a great meal.  That's a burger under the giant pile of delicious goodies...