All posts filed under: roadtrip

A Weekend In San Antonio

More pictures from our recent getaway. On board a riverwalk taxi.  It only took us four trips to San Antonio. Being all goofy. My shutterbug. Happy. Not the best of quality, I know, but I’m wearing my brand new Helmut Lang Jersey Top here with an equally mint Grey Leather Rebecca Minkoff Equestrian cuff. Other sights.   I’ll post more this week 🙂 I’ve just been little tired lately.  Tired and a wee bit swamped at work. Love, Sheela

My Morning At The Farmer’s Market

There’s very little else that comes close to starting your weekend with a trip to the farmer’s market. Such a sight for sore eyes. Ever since my man and I started working out in earnest, we’ve tried very hard to eat only organic produce and, once in a while, indulge in a spot of farm to our table purchases. I mean, let’s be honest. All things found in a farmer’s market are grossly overpriced compared to their grocery store counterparts but that (apparently) comes with the au naturel tag. Grimacing wallets aside, we began our little walkabout with some munchies, but of course. Out of that fluorescent green and orange food truck comes the world’s most delicious BLT, the Pork Belly. I know it doesn’t look like much (and fyi, my husband and child just made fun of it, grr face), but trust me when I say it’s orgasmic. Those quiches in the first few pictures? Delish. Absolutely delish. Entertainment in the form of a travelling, bare-footed, Franciscan-friar-habit-wearing guy. If veggies were colours, these would …

Going Monochrome

Ever since I started playing shutterbug again, I’ve been seeing the world with renewed zest. Through rejuvenated eyes, if you will. A weekend to San Antonio proved immensely prolific in terms of photo-taking and this is one of my personal faves. A tight, abstract architectural composition. Do you like it? Love, Sheela

The Asian Dumpling Goes Out & About

Living up to the nickname I bestowed upon myself (hey, thanks, Poshmark team), I took a gander and braved the -1 Degree Celcius weather on Thursday afternoon.  Here are a handful of the photos I took while out and about. Truth be told, I didn’t snap as many as I’d expected nor hoped, and this was because, as I sadly realised, my Digital Camera (while perfect and wonderful for close, cropped shots) is simply not the appropriate tool for outdoor pictures.  It’s just not the right camera for that genre of photographs. In case you’re wondering, I took a shot of Waverly Place for my daughter who adores Selena Gomez and her TV series, “Wizards of Waverly Place”. After about 45 minutes of sauntering around, the tummy growled and I decided I fancied of a spot of Asian food (I know, right?).  Morimoto, it certainly wasn’t, but here’s what I had for a very late lunch at the Empire Szechuan Village which is located on 173 7th Ave. I had a chip with a dip.  …

Bright Lights, Big City, Freezing My A** Off

New York, New York, why must you be thus cold?  Do you not feel the tiniest modicum of sympathy for this woman from the tropics (and, these days, from Houston)?  You’ve got her all bundled up like an Asian dumpling.  A travelling Asian dumpling, no less. Entering the Fashion District and my Egyptian-born cabbie goes to town with the horn.  Only in New York (and Kuching, and Calabria). Turning the corner into West 28th Street, and you can see remnants of snow from the morning.  It’s all a tad mushy and slippery and grey outside though. Think what you like, say what you think, but I do firmly believe this is the most important bit/tool of any hotel room. The wallpaper in my hotel room.  Trippy or what? First night in NYC and I pig out at Morimoto’s.   In fact, I think the other patrons around me were taking bets on where I was packing it all in.  Oink, oink.  Can you blame me?  When you’re in the same vicinity as the restaurant of an …

R Is For The Renaissance Festival (never ever again)

So after three long years, I finally made it to the annual Texas Renaissance Festival.  This is a series of eight themed weekends beginning from October and culminating with a Celtic Christmas 3-day weekend just around Thanksgiving.  It. Is. Massive. Hundreds of costumed performers and close to 400 shops spread across a charming 55-acre village about 1.5 hours from Houston.  The drive itself was uneventful, just me and the husband and Eve and her friend Rachel. We got to meander along shaded cobblestone walkways, browsing little shops overflowing with unique arts and crafts,  and here’s the kicker, I managed to refrain from buying every single thing in sight!!  I limited myself to just two tops, well, one tee and one cardigan.  And to sampling some rather delicious fare. Then there was the entertainment 🙂 well, one part of it anyways.  Like I said, this place is GINORMOUS. Another act we caught snippets of was Clan Tynker ~ a 5 member performing troupe, all family. We then all tried our hand at archery ~ err, not …