February 15, 2013

The CT Travel Diaries - Part II

This is going to be an account of my trip to Connecticut I had from Thursday, February 7th through Tuesday, February 12th. Typing this now, I realize how much it truly changed me, my perspective, and my life. I have a lot to say about it - I don't want to shorten it and I don't want to edit out significant details just to make this a readable post... so I'm going to do this in parts. I'll be breaking it up and sharing more over the next week - so please stay tuned, I promise these stories will inspire you like they inspired me!

[Get caught up with Part I before continuing!]

PART II - SISTER TIME, TEA PARTIES, AND SNOW

I walked into a towering Grand Central Station shaken up from the cold, and once I passed through the layers of entrances, I found myself in a giant ballroom with a celestial ceiling that looked as though it were miles away. The four-faced clock, the elegant structure and detail, the lovely shades of teal and gold... they don't call it grand for nothin'!

Luckily I got there in time before their Noon cut-off when delays would start to occur... the 11:07 departure was my saving grace! I had a bit of time to kill, so for the first time during my trip I pulled out my camera and snapped some photos. Overwhelmed with its beauty, I tweeted and sent updates to my Facebook friends.

The 2-hour train ride was the most calming travel experience thus far. I looked like death, so I put on my sunglasses to avoid looks of concern, and focused my attention toward the beautiful New England scenery swiftly passing by my stare.

I first saw city, lots of it. I took it all in... the graffiti, the streets, the architecture, the brick, the windows, the bridges, and then the snow slowly adorning a layer of white upon it. Then I saw country - beautiful trees, colonial homes, picket fences and pretty backyards, ponds, and fields. 

Nostalgia started taking over me in waves... this was my home. 

This is where I went apple picking. This is where we climbed trees. These were the woods we had adventures in. These were the fields I played softball. These were the streets we rode bikes in. This was me.

I finally felt comfort knowing with each minute that passed the miles were decreasing and I would soon see my family. Before I knew it I was pacing through New Haven's train station, searching for the exit, and looking for my sister's car in between the giant snowflakes falling fast across my vision.



I made it!!!

The worst was over. Despite the odds, despite the fear, and despite the doubt - I made it. No matter how my trip turned out at this point, it didn't matter because I was no longer alone - I would be experiencing a historic blizzard with one of my favorite people in the world... my little sister, Alecia. 


A little background info... my older sister moved to Utah when she graduated high school, and in 2005, so did I. That left my younger sister alone with my parents, who were on the verge of a divorce. I have felt for years that I abandoned my own blood by making that move, and even though things are OK now, I still feel guilt for our family being split down the middle. 

It felt like forever since I last visited, and I was so interested to see how my sister has been living these past couple of years. Only 22 years old, single, and going to school with her whole life in front of her, she had moved into her own apartment last year joining two roommates. Cute, simple, mismatched, and quirky, I was inspired to capture the beauty of its little details.







If I was going to be without luggage for a few days, it was a good thing I was staying with my sister! I might have had to wear leggings the whole time, but we are kindred souls when it comes to clothing, makeup, and hair. We changed into comfy clothes, sipped on coffee, snacked on goodies from the fridge, enjoyed conversations with her roommates, and got ready to endure a wicked blizzard, not knowing how bad it would actually get!
The next morning after being bundled up, watching GIRLS, and experiencing some cabin fever, her sweet roommate, Sara-Joy, pulled out her grandmother's vintage tea set and set up a lovely tea party for us, promptly followed by photos, giggles, and a shiesty game of Phase 10 ;)

And after filling up on caffeine, ginger snaps, and leftover chow mein, we finally looked out the window to see the damage...


Um.... what now? Find out next week ;)

14 comments:

  1. Such amazing photos, I am really glad you made it safe and sound! you are a brave soul for traveling with a storm in the midst. I wouldn't have heh. :)

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  2. Oh my goodness, those poor cars! They're all buried!! ;)

    That heart teacup is adorable, btw!

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  3. WOW. That is A LOT of snow!!

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  4. What a time to pick to come here to CT! At least it is melting now.

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  5. Great pictures!! I can't wait to see/hear about the rest of the trip!

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  6. You two look so much alike! I love all the photos... but the flowers covered in snow? my favorite. You're so good!

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  7. What a fun trip!!!! I want a snow day or two for the Northwest!

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  8. Can I be y'all's best friend? Seriously. I absolutely love the Northeast. I would move there in a heartbeat.

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  9. I maintain that the travel disasters seem to give you the best stories and most fond memories :) Like that one time I was trapped in an old (1700's era) hotel with a full contingent of politicians and their supporters during a monstrous storm and blackout. I was convinced the zombie apocalypse was happening. I feel you on the plane problems (I just read part one) - I was stuck in Atlanta once and it was seriously the end of the world! It's like all of that stress of trying to get somewhere and failing has to seep out of your eyes...

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  10. When you split up your story I know I will not be disappointed! How you got through this sanity intact I will never know!! I am so glad it has made for some wonderful memories! =)

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  11. I think the biggest snow storm I ever experienced was two 'dumps' of 5 ft within 3 or 4 days of each other! It was crazy. All the cars disappeared.

    A tea party seems like a lovely way to spend a snow storm!

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  12. Now THAT is some snowfall! You and your sister are adorable! I love those 2 pictures of each of you!

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  13. A real tea party? That sounds divine! I have about half of my Grandmother's teacup collection, and most of the time, I'm too chicken to even open up the cases that hold them. But I guess when you're snowed in, it's worth it!

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