Picturesque

Happy Monday! This weekend brought some snow here to New York City; it was the first snow this winter (though we had some fall snow on Halloween). As you know, every week, we ask some of our friends to send us a picture they took. This week’s pictures are especially great. Thank you to everyone who contributed! Have a great week.

Mike – Georgia

I am sending these two pictures, taken where I currently am in Georgia, courtesy of Jalle Torbjorusson.

These houses are in Tbilisi, Georgia’s capital and largest city.

This church is located in Mtskhreta, one of Georgia’s the oldest cities.

Farrell – Brooklyn, New York

I had a make your own pizza party and it was amazing! We made about 14 pizzas total. Each one was unique, beautiful and delicious! (This photo was taken by the wonderful and lovely Jessica Cox)

Geoff – Brooklyn, New York

Jo is a fly girl, in every sense of the word. This lady can mooove. Explosions of awesome dance moves. Makes you just wanna stand back and watch!

Nicholas Girard – Long Beach, California

This picture was taken when I was on a trip with my friend Mike to southern California in 2010. One of our main goals was to surf. We stayed with the right people to ensure that surfing would be a focal point of our time in Long Beach, but mother nature had a completely different schedule in mind.

This snapshot was taken on our first day. We basically got off the plane, met up with the people we were staying with and went straight to the beach to get a look at the waves, only to find the weather overcast and a chance of rain reported for everyday we were to be in town. While on the pier and checking out the waves, Mike and I were already making bets on who would be the first person to catch a wave or to stand up on the board, for we both had not surfed before. We had quickly built surfing up to a “Top Priority” task that would only be supplemented by the spray of the ocean’s saltwater underneath our surfboards, gliding into the shore, crowds of people cheering for two guys from the Midwest. Or at least that is how we pictured it.

Looking out into the ocean, I stood on the other side of the railing at the Belmont Pier and took this picture; it’s pointed westward out over the Pacific. I like the sense of solitude that the picture depicts and how if you look along the horizon, miles and miles away, you can see the ocean gleaming with sun and a clearer sky. That was the weather I was hoping for, but actually, for the four days I was in town, it rained for the better portion of each day. An unbelievable time was still had. I wasn’t going to let not being able to surf ruin my time traveling.

Since this trip, Mike and I have vowed to take another trip solely dependent on surfing.