Brooklyn

One of the benefits of Washington, DC is its proximity to New York City. That is exactly where I headed last weekend. Taking advantage of a sale on the train, it was my first train trip out of DC. I love taking trains. I like the convenience of going from downtown to downtown. There were some pretty views of the Chesapeake Bay and the Eastern Shore of Maryland, plus city views of Philadelphia, en route making for an enjoyable journey.

And Brooklyn... I find it quaint and charming. We didn't even go into Manhattan once I got to Brooklyn. NY-style bagels became my breakfast of champions for the weekend, from my friend's favorite deli. A review in the deli says "As efficient as the soup Nazi, without the attitude." I worked from a funky tea shop on Friday before running to one of those great New York food markets to get dinner for my friend and I. We went out, but really, it was pretty low key. Saturday was a gorgeous, sunny day spent exploring boutiques. I vowed I would come back to Brooklyn more often for shopping. Dinner was at a great Italian comfort food place, the kind that serve impossibly large, yet delicious, portions. Going out to a bar appropriately named porch that had an outdoor patio, my girlfriend and I caught up on life. Sunday I treated myself to the mammoth-sized Sunday Times. Then we wandered around Prospect Park before I caught a late train back from Penn Station. It made for a great weekend.