It wasn’t quite Disney but the fancy B&B Jess, Nico and I ended up at in Prospect Park was straight out of a Victorian theme park. Nice biscuits, though. Karen had to fly back to Seattle – leaving us to live it up in the Big Apple. Mmm… no dog chew for me, thanks.
We started early Tuesday with a crack-of-dawn visit to Brooklyn Bridge – no other tourists, just us, dog walkers and those damn Fashion Week snappers everywhere.
Here’s a shot they missed…
And another – it’s an interesting part of the city. Not as interesting as the ‘crepe-olettes’ waiting for us back at the B&B, mind. Strange.
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