View from the window. Let's go somewhere.
9:30 am: A blizzard, hmm, kind of limits our choices of places to go. I know, the beach. Let's go to the beach. Perfect.
Coney Island, here we come!
10:15 am: We are the first ones here.
You think the Cyclone is going to run today. This is the saddest I have ever seen Coney Island, but it was a lot of fun.
Brighton Beach Tundra.
Beach snow angels.
Looks inviting, Sofia was this close to getting in.
Fat boys for life!!
11:00 am: What were we thinking, let's get the heck out of here.
Sport.
11:45 am: Those are our tracks, no one has left. People are sane.
2 comments:
Sir Ernest Henry Shackleton would be proud your arduauos journey as are the loyal readers of TWS.
I so want high-res versions of the subway steps and the cemetary...please, please, please! They're beautiful. You know me: always the designer. Keep toasty! --Rachel C.
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