No Sleep 'Till Brooklyn!

Our explorations of our fair borough have taken us to many different neighborhoods and Stephanie and I have both come to the same conclusion: we belong in a different hood. Now I love our apartment, but after seeing how nice some of these areas of Brooklyn are, I have to say another move is probably in our future. I'd say about eleven months and two weeks in our future, but we can hang until then. At least the area we're in is safe. Though trashy. And covered with graffiti. And the trains run above ground, not below it. We took a roundabout way of getting to Brooklyn Heights tonight in search of the famous Grimaldi's Pizza. It didn't take us that long to find it. It was the restaurant surrounded by the mass of people. We've been meaning to try some Brooklyn pizza after that fiasco at Tony's, and this is the place we want to do it. There is apparently a big rivalry between Brooklyn and Manhattan Pizza joints. We've been Ray's Pizza (which, incidentally, ours is no longer a Ray's, but has become a Famous Amadeus' Pizza, I know, terrible right?) supporters since our arrival, but that is not on the home front. Well, we will have to wait for another day. The wait at Grimaldi's was like two hours long - for pizza! Instead we walked down to the pier and saw the city from the waterfront. Stephanie took this excellent footage of one of the "NYC Waterfall's", part of the exhibit at the MoMa we went to three weeks ago.

We headed back to the subway happy with the view, but disappointed with the lack of pizza. Yes, we ended up back at Ray's, scratch that, Amadeus'. That's six times now, but who's counting? There are so many free things to do in the city. Tonight we're heading to Central Park where SummerStage is putting on a dance show. The show was pretty awesome. The backdrop would change colors between dance routines. Sometimes it would be a deep red, others blue, or screaming violet and fuchsia. When the dancers would come out, the whole scene would resemble an iPod commercial. All you could see were black silhouettes against the brightly lit screen. The stage lights would come up as the dance began and the dancers' features would slowly come into view. The event was a mix of hip-hop, ballet, jazz, and interpretive dance. It was something different and new. You couldn't ask for a better place to see a show; under the treetops (three stars out tonight! (the balls of gas, not celebs.)).

After the show ended at 10:00 we started to head for home. We want to get in early so we can get up in the morning for the CBS Morning Show at the Apple store. We turned a corner from what must be the shopping capital of the world on the Avenue of the Americas and found ourselves in "Korea Town." On one street everything was "American." (Of course this is said with the deepest, gruffest voice one can muster.) Then, around the corner, everything and everybody was speaking Korean or written in Korean. New York is a surreal place.

Shot of the Empire State Building all lit up for the MLB All-Star Game!

Follow the yellow brick..... wall?