It’s been over a year since Dan and I left our apartment in Brooklyn, so we figured it was time to go back and visit our old stomping grounds.
Our trip to New York City got off to a rough start when we missed our train, but fortunately, we live close enough to drive, so that’s what we did. It took us a few hours (with traffic) to get into Manhattan on Saturday. When we finally got there, Dan dropped me off in Chinatown and continued on to Brooklyn. I had lunch plans with some of my college friends, while he wanted to spend time at his old tattoo shop.
My friends and I had lunch at Sanur, one of our favorite little hole-in-the-wall restaurants. We caught up, talked about old times, and chatted about the future. I always enjoy hanging out with this group, and count them among my very best friends. They were my support system throughout all four years of college; I couldn’t have graduated without them.
After lunch, I took the subway into Brooklyn and met back up with Dan. We spent a few hours catching up with his old co-workers and just enjoying being back in our old neighborhood. It’s a strange thing, to be a tourist in a town you once called home. Storefronts change, people come and go, and yet the essence of the city, of our old neighborhood, remains the same, just the way we left it a year ago.
When dinner time rolled around, we met up with my brother, who still lives in Brooklyn. He took us to another great little hole-in-the-wall restaurant, Rub BBQ. Though a bit pricey, it’s definitely worth it for their award winning, slow cooked barbecue, not to mention their fried green tomatoes and fried Oreos.
After a long day walking around the city, we said goodbye to my brother around 9 o’clock and called it a night. We had reservations at a hotel in Herald Square, so we checked in and enjoyed a few hours of the Olympics before falling asleep.
To be continued…