It’s been almost six months since I moved to Brooklyn (time flies, right?) and I have to admit: I’m mildly obsessed with my new ‘hood. Case in point, Brooklyn Bridge Park. Matt and I have started our own ritual of sorts. Every Sunday evening, we take a stroll down to Brooklyn Bridge Park. There’s something so peaceful and breathtaking about looking across the water at Manhattan. The city and it’s busy-ness is right across the bridge, but somehow it feels a million miles away. 🙂
This past weekend, we hit the park on Saturday with friends, and reserved our evening stroll for tonight—Matt’s birthday!
Do you have a favorite neighborhood routine?
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