Lmao how's that for Throwback Thursday Circa 1995-1996 my God I don't even think any of us have aged that much & why the fuck am I dressed like a boy and I really wish that my hand was open so you could see my nails back then🙈 LOL... #Brooklyn#sunsetpark#oldiebutgoodie I miss these days 😆😆😆
Today we are grateful for...living on this beautiful, historic street in Brooklyn. I love the wide, tree-lined sidewalks and multitude of benches of Eastern Parkway. I love being able to see a swath of cultures strolling down these sidewalks, living proof that all the cultures of the world CAN live in harmony. I love how this wide path leads to the museum, the library, the farmers market and Prospect Park. Plus, multiple subway stops. All of it, right outside our front door. The first parkway ever built in America, or so we’ve heard. I’m gonna miss this neighborhood. #365daysofgratitude#day16#brooklyn#easternparkway#crownheights#bollyinbrooklyn
Every since I was little, I dreamed of visiting New York. I was obsessed with the place. Absolutely infatuated. I hung photos on my wall of the Empire State Building, spent hours researching the city, I even recall going to the lengths of looking around 5th Avenue using google street view. When my dad returned from the Big Apple bearing an I heart NY t-shirt and a Yankees cap for me, I felt like I had won the lottery. •
Of course, no destination is ever quite the same as you imagine it to be. It will always look and feel different to what your imagination conjures up. When fantasising about NYC when I was younger, I never gave thought to the incessant traffic. Or the stench of the subway. Or the heartbreaking poverty and homelessness issues that plague the city. No city is idyllic. No destination is flawless. Every place in the world has its positives and negatives, elements that you’ll love and elements you‘ll loathe.
New York may not be the same city I fantasised about all those years ago. But now, it’s even better, because it’s no longer just a fantasy. It’s a busy, beautiful, gritty, grand reality. Filled with elements I love and elements I loathe. It’s moments like this one- basking in cold sunlight on the Brooklyn Bridge, angry cyclists whirling past almost knocking us pedestrians to the ground- that I wouldn’t want it be any other way. •
I‘ve finally learnt not to have any expectations or pre-conceived notions before and even whilst travelling. Now, I just let myself experience a place for all its flourishes and all its flaws. The best part about doing it this way? No destination can ever disappoint.