Talking with my dear Mamma prior to my journey to NYC - Coney Island became a subject of interest; a place she imagined we'd enjoy visiting. I don't really know what I expected, but Coney Island is one of the most surreal places I've been - the imagined lively and vibrant atmosphere was only a vague shadow of itself. Yet, the quiet surroundings, the people and the history made it fascinating; the number of Russians who couldn't speak English; the lonely man with the endless stories from the past; the scenery companioned by the beautiful weather.
Worn out Stars and Stripes.
"Shoot the freak - Live Human Targets"
Nostalgia #1 - fainted and overexposed.
Nostalgia #2 - Black and White.
- So, What else did we do today?
We went back to The Village; to a place I've been before actually - with my Mamma in 2004: Arturo's Pizzaria - The best pizza in New York by reputation.. The place has a great atmosphere, live jazz AND the cutest waitress ever.