This past Saturday we hopped on the glorious Metro North and went upstate. But just a bit. About 30 minutes outside the city lies a legendary town known as Sleepy Hollow.
When we set out on this journey, I thought we were going to an apple orchard for fall fun. You know, I like to do what I want to do. It wasn’t until we were in Sleepy Hollow that I was told what we were doing. If you know me, you know I like to know what the hell is going on. If you know my boyfriend, you know he likes to be spontaneous. We’re pretty much the exact same person, aside from this one ginormous difference.
So after a long ass walk up a big ass hill we arrived in the quaint town of Sleepy Hollow, New York.
Obviously, as a town, they are apeshit for Halloween so it was definitely fun to see all the decorations. They had scarecrows on every corner and Jack in the main little square area. There was a haunted house that seemed more than legit. Obviously we did not go to said haunted house for fear I’d pee my pants and then follow it up with an aneurism.
The town and cemetery were quite idyllic especially with all of the foliage changing. It was really beautiful and serene in the garden of death. If you go here you need to know that the maps they hand out may as well be written in Chinese because that’s how helpful they are. We wandered around that place looking for freaking Andrew Carnegie for what seemed like forever. And when we found Elizabeth Arden, she wasn’t even there. Like…she had no marker. So I call bullshit. However, the Queen of Mean is buried there in the most extravagant mausoleum I ever did see. Obviously, I paid homage.
What did you do this past weekend?
I’ve been looking for a way to tell people I don’t do haunted houses. I think you nailed it. I HATE being scared. I actually have a fear of it, but I’m too lazy to google if there’s a name for that phobia.
I don’t even know if I did the feeling justice but the last time I was in one, I was 15 and jumped into my fathers arms and he had to carry me out of the haunted house because I was crying hysterically.
This looks awesome! I’m the same way & my boyfriend loves to not tell me things. I cannot stress enough how much I hate Haunted Houses too. We took a drive up North to pick some pumpkins & hang out with toothless townies while riding on an old diesel train thru the country. It was fun for a day but it really made me thankful for living in a big congested city.
Oh my gosh, how fun! I really want to go – such a perfect Fall activity..
I went to try and find the Headless Horseman there once, but I was like 12 and after 10 minutes I begged my mom to let us leave. I was only a tiny bit terrified. Meep. Maybe now that I’m almost an adult I could go again…
Way to one-up me. Point for New York.
This looks like the perfect fall escape, I wanna go!
look beautiful! upstate NY is like a whole other world… i lived in pelham for several weeks one summer and loved how quaint the town was.
A trip upstate would have been perfect last weekend- AMAZING weather and a fresh reminder of what is actually out there… past crazy city limits! XO
That’s awesome! Looks like a fun town to visit, but yes, this is exactly how I feel about haunted houses. And horror movies.
i do not understand haunted houses or horror movies. i cannot watch them b/c i like my pants (and sofa) too much to risk ruining them and because i like to sleep and getting scared inevitably keeps me up all night. i’m glad i’m not the only one!
granted, the hunger games movie also kept me up all night with anxiety (hadn’t read the books, so had no idea what was coming). maybe i’m just weak!
i love the second to last photo! so so pretty!
I am so impressed that you made it out alive. I am such a scaredy cat that I wouldn’t have even set foot in the town at all haha. Gorgeous pictures btw!
xo SideSmile,
Ashley
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I went to Sleepy Hollow the weekend before you….I was kind of disappointed. It all seemed a little cheesy to me. I wanted to see legit scary shit but I don’t think I did. We didn’t get to go into the cemetary though (it was after visiting hours) so maybe that would have changed my mind.
We did get to have dinner at my favorite spot in Tarrytown though, Horsefeathers. 🙂 So it wasn’t a lost cause.
I mean…the map of the cemetery is 100% useless and I won’t confirm if we had been drinking all day or not but it was the least helpful thing. So I’d maybe suggest a tour as lame as that could be. At least you’d see all the important peeps.
What a cool and festive town! I wish it was only a train ride from me- I’d head there this weekend!
Wow – props to your boyfriend for coming up with such an awesome weekend trip! Upstate NY is just so idyllic, its such a great contrast to the city. I LOVE your pic of the Jacko-latern scarecrow….may have to make that one my wallpaper ha