A few weekends ago, Leanna and I traveled to Brooklyn to check out the infamous Smorgaburg (check that off the Bucket List!). It’s safe to say that I fell in love as soon as I spotted sunlight walking up the steps from the subway station. We got a little lost, Leanna had to remind me to stop frantically consulting Google Maps, noticed that we were the only ones not accompanied by puppies, visited a flea market, the usual. I don’t know man, maybe it was the vibe or the pretty street vendors. It was just cool and quirky and fun. I heart Brooklyn.
My relationship with Brooklyn deflated a little after Jack and I visited the Williamsburg Flea last weekend because it was so hideously hot that it was miserable, although I did nab a pretty sweet knuckle ring. Looks like I’ll have to go again on more cloudy day. Yeah, I might be the lamest person ever.
That’s not my middle finger by the way. ;) Have a happy weekend!