I’ve written about my aunts a few times on here, and while they visit New York often, it’s typically only for a week or so at a time. This month, they decided to visit for longer—renting an apartment this month, with plans to return again in the fall.
Last week, we checked out their new digs (beautiful view of the Hudson River!) and enjoyed a delicious dinner of Burmese food (from this book), inspired by their many travels. Before dinner, we sipped true Cuban dark rum (another destination for these intrepid travelers) and watched our dogs gleefully reunite.
As an only child, I’m incredibly close to both my aunts and my parents, but now I don’t live close to either. In fact, this is the first time I’ve ever lived within a 600-mile radius of my aunts, despite summers spent in Santa Fe and Christmases in Colorado.
They have a busy social calendar for the month that Ryan and I have tried not to commandeer too much, but we’re glad to have them for as long as they want to stay.