It’s 9.10am on a thursday. I can already tell it is a beautiful sunny day outside. We had the air con on earlier. Yep, we are definitely not in Kansas anymore! Or, more accurately, Melbourne.
We are in our airbnb brownstone in Park Slope, Brooklyn. I’ve been awake since 5.30am. 28 hours of travel with only an hour’s sleep and a head cold will tend to do that.
But we’re here now, safe and sound.
We stayed here last year and driving down 5th Ave (man, I love their street signs!), it felt like we were returning to an old friend. We passed the cafe where The Wifey managed to find a decent cup of coffee and, no doubt, our first stop this morning. We also returned to the mexican restaurant around the corner for dinner last night before we completely crashed.
We don’t have any grand plans for today. After all we have 10 more nights to explore. After hunting down a cream cheese toasted bagel (a tradition on our New York jaunts….listen to me name-dropping! This will be my 3rd time in New York. 6th time for The Wifey! What can we say? We LOVE this city!) we’ll catch the subway to Manhattan and head to B&H….the holy grail for photographers. Then maybe we’ll head to Books Of Wonder (an AWESOME children’s book store) so that I can get my fix.
I’ll try to post regularly.
Until then, here’s the view from our room. You jelly?….