Wow. I’m the queen of playing catch up. I finally got to hang with my friends from work, and forgot that every outing with them is fun—and crazy. We went to a rooftop bbq (I seem to be doing that a lot lately) and had the best grilled shrimp and carrot cake.
After stuffing ourselves with food, we talked the night away over mojitos at a trendy bar filled with fashionistas in the East Village. It was surreal to retell my tales of sleeping with cockroaches in Africa and getting my purse slashed in Vietnam in such an upscale atmosphere. The dichotomy of my life this year is pretty insane.