Welcome to a summer of everyday adventures where a recent college graduate tries to maneuver her way through adult decisions. Or rather, tries to figure out her next step in order to then make semi-adult decisions.
Two months ago I had extreme tunnel vision. I need to find a job. I need to be employed. I cannot graduate and be one of those millennials who’s still “figuring it out.” Nope, it wasn’t going to be me. I told everyone I’d accept a job that started a week after graduation if it meant I’d be employed. Everyone’s reaction: “Woah are you sure you want to start that soon?”, “You don’t want to take some time off?”, and “You have the rest of forever to work! This is your last summer!”
Guess what? Your girl is unemployed for now. And I never thought I’d say this, but I am so thankful. I didn’t know it, but I needed the luxury of being able to take a breath for a few weeks. Especially considering I’ve only just started to get an idea of what I want to do. It’s also given me time to spend with friends and family without the looming anxiety of assignments or work.
Like on this fine day, I drove some ways up 684 to visit my roommate (or *cries* former roommate), Falon. You’ll recognize her from some posts in the past like my Nashville photo series.
If you’re ever in Beacon, you have to go to Bank Square. And if you want the full Falon & Esra experience, sit at the very corner table closest to Main Street. If you see a troll mural, you’ve made it.
Beacon sits right on the Hudson River, and in recent years it’s become home to Brooklyn-ites who got tired of city living. Its got that hipster vibe with its lack of chain restaurants. Which brings me to…
This cookie, guys. Wow. It’s from the lovely Ella’s Bellas and it is HANDS DOWN the best GF cookie I’ve ever had. I think it’s the closest thing I’ve had to a GF version (which sadly doesn’t exist) of Levain Bakery’s cookies in NYC. This particular one is chocolate chip sea salt *drools*. They have a bunch of others as well, along with non-cookie baked goods. Did I mention the entire bakery is gluten free?
Quick story about this beautifully vine-covered building.
I saw it as we were walking down Main Street, and I loved the mix of the vines and bright blue door. As I was taking a picture, I heard “pictures don’t do it justice!” I didn’t see anyone and was a bit startled. The voice came from the window directly left of the blue door, which turned out to be the inside of a $5 store. And he was right — the picture doesn’t do it justice.
Right after this encounter, and I mean RIGHT after, I got pooped on by a bird. Tragic, but at least it missed my head and hit my shoulder instead. They say it’s good luck so I’m waiting to see what will manifest itself that I can attribute to that bird.
Take it easy & go on some of your own everyday adventures this summer.