We Travel, some of us forever, to seek other states, other lives, other souls. - Anais Nin

I think there's a little piece of every female that holds onto the fantasy of living her life  like a movie. I have a theory that this is the reason so many of us take weekend getaways to New York City. We want to meet the man of our dreams on top of the Empire State Building.  We want to drink coffee in cozy cafes before ice skating in Rockefeller Center. And of course, we want channel our inner Carrie Bradshaw and drink cosmopolitans in $3,000 stilettos at the socialite event of the season. Can we actually achieve these things when we arrive in the Big Apple? Probably not, but being surrounded by the sights and sounds of such an iconic place allows us to pretend.

This Autumn I learned that the best time to capture the magic of New York City may not necessarily be during the holiday season, but rather the Fall. Please let me reassure you that, regardless of the season, your girlfriends are still the best company. Remember my solo female travel soulmates from Tuscany? It turns out that they double as travel buddies within the continental US.

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Boston is a 45 minute flight, 4 hour train or 6(ish) hour drive from the Big Apple and although I've been there countless times, I've only seen it from a tourist's perspective. Lucky for Tram and I, Hattie grew up in Soho! 

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Tram traveled from Toronto, choosing flight & train as the most reasonable transportation and I flew Jet Blue and switched to a bus at JFK. It turns out we did have our 'New York City Scene from a Movie' moment, when amidst a crowd of thousands in Penn Station, we found each other with great ease, yelling and embracing as if we hadn't seen each other in 10 years. Now that I think about it, if we were able to locate each other in a crowded restaurant at Rome Termini to venture to an agriturismo in Tuscany, never having met, I'm not quite sure why I had doubts. 

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Every time I meet travel-friends I think back to the wise woman I met in South Africa, who taught me that we meet people for a reason. They come to us at certain times for certain purposes and they will be around for as long as need them. When their job is done, they move on. It's beautiful - it's tragic - it's life! 

Several similar things brought the 3 of us to Tuscany - Job stress, men, self discovery... When we sat at a wine bar in New York City, conveniently located below Hatties 4th floor apartment, I realized that these will always be topics we need our girlfriends for. You always need encouragement, advice and MOST important, humor from people you can relate to. 

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Hattie, Tram and I were initially united by food, so naturally we spent our long weekend tasting our way through the city - from fancy brunches, to farmer's markets, to late night crepes & tea.  We window shopped in high-end boutiques & thrift shopped at a little school. We planned one large Sex & The City-esque outting, but ended up in sweatpants, sharing a couch. When you're in good company, you don't need to do things on a large scale because it takes away from good conversation. 

It took me a while to post about my New York City weekend, but I think the timing is perfect. Today is Thanksgiving and I'd like to give thanks for the forever-kind-of-friends. 

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