Ryan's mom (love her) was gracious enough to reserve us a B&B for our first night in New York. It was located in historic Brooklyn and looked absolutely nothing like the concrete Lego land that is Manhattan. Our entry way was shaded by large, green trees and planted red flowers. The building sat between rows and rows of brick apartments - nothing like you see here in Tampa (or even Florida, for that matter). It was so beautiful there that we didn't even mind that we got lost a couple of times. Whoops.
The bedroom was perfect. Fresh white sheets and towels and a kick-ass air conditioning unit. Well, mostly kick-ass. I found myself awake and a little perspired halfway through the night...I digress.
After showering away airport musk, Ryan found us a great little Indian restaurant just up the block from where we were staying. It was definitely a hole in the wall - seriously, the place could maybe fit just over 10 people comfortably. Having said that, it was amazing. Neither of us were too familiar with Indian food, so we both decided on a spicy, sweet and sour curry - his with chicken, mine with lamb. I requested medium spice and after our Indian server convinced Ryan that regular 'spicy' was about a 6 out of 10 on the hotness scale, he decided to go for it...I don't think he could even taste his food, it was so spicy!
Since we were running on five hours of sleep and woke up at 5 a.m. that morning, we were pretty zonked after dinner. The night ended with me falling asleep during the first 10 minutes of a Matthew McConnaughey movie and an official "good night" by 10 o'clock.
Honestly, I couldn't have asked for a better first night. I knew it was going to be the start of an amazing trip. XO