The couches in New York are very comfortable. They are both wide and long and can accommodate most girths. If you tuck your face into the crack between the cushions it feels nice and will block out the light.

I’ve walked across the Williamsburg bridge twice this week. It’s pink and ugly but does its job of transporting many walkers and bikers across the Hudson river well. On friday night I carried a six-pack of Brooklyn Brewery beers across it to Sunni’s house in Brooklyn. She cooked lamb balls made from beef and we all drank framboise. Then we went to Lit in the East Village - a dive bar filled with an assortment of characters - because Sunni and Larry were DJing there. At 7am the next morning we climbed on her roof and enjoyed the morning Manhattan skyline. We all agreed that we’ll never get tired of that clump of buildings. Then we passed the joint.

06/15/09 -- Brooklyn > East Village > Manhattan Skyline > Williamsburg -- 0 Comments