Still, Brooklyn has its charms. Less frequented (and less pricey) sidewalk cafes like Bar Tabac on Smith Street, for instance. As I took this picture, there were two guys doing some kind of deal just to the left of frame. I guess they thought I was taking their picture rather than that of a tree that grows in. . . Anyway, by the time I put the camera down, they had both scarpered, and since one of them was in a wheelchair, that must have been some posthaste scarpering.
So, yes. It was a lovely afternoon. And my lunch date has requested that I say "Yes, Ed, you were right. I am really looking forward to the gentle breezes, the vibrant street life, and the engaging social scene more regularly."
I so am. Unfortunately, I will be out of town for the foreseeable future.
2 comments:
I have noticed a definite trend in your going-from-here-to-there posts lately.
It's an "I'm so out of here!" attitude, indicating a certain level of exasperation and/or dissatisfaction with the departure location.
Hmm... If you feel that way once you leave Missouri, maybe it's time for a big change from the known.
Saris, anyone?
As editor and fact checker of this post I feel compelled to add a few details.
The author never wanted to leave Manhattan for Brooklyn. It was a forced march.
"Way the hell out there," is not appropriate for someone with a place in Butt Fuck, Missouri. Zip Code 66666.
And most of us wee not priced out of Manhattan. The chance live in a real neighborhood, and not have a closet count as a bed room, and be able to park a car (see last post) were the motive.
"Brooklyn has its charms," is the first accurate sentence.
I should top here. I could go on but people really don't like to be edited and fact checked.
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