I hopped on the F train with my two roomies for an adventure on Sunday to visit the one and only Coney Island. We saw it in all of its glory and felt mostly giddy but sort of nauseous at the same time (I've got a weak stomach). It was really nice to get some sun and beach back into my life since we've been surrounded by concrete for a month. It was a lot quieter than in Manhattan and at some points I forgot I was in Brooklyn. My room mate David got some great shots for his photo project and I got a Nathan's hot dog (the main reason of my nausea). It was a great day for the three of us, it was all what we needed-a break.

Here are some shots from my Blackberry of our trek.














until next time.
(hopefully with a real digital camera)