As I type this post, I'm in sunny New York City...Manhattan, to be exact. Yesterday I had the very unpleasant experience of finding myself in Brooklyn. Because of my naive view of the world, I imagined Brooklyn to be a nice contrast to Manhattan. In my mind, I envisioned Brooklyn to h
ave wide streets, shaded with large trees and old red brick buildings with lots of character. Instead, upon exiting the Atlantic Avenue subway station, I found myself in an area not unlike a third world country. There were wide streets, filled with trash and lots of ethnic people walking around. There weren't any buildings with character, unless you think graffiti constitutes character. My boyfriend and I walked about six blocks before deciding to go back to Manhattan, otherwise known as civilization. Maybe I missed the "hip" and "trendy" parts of Brooklyn, but honestly, I didn't want to walk around long enough to find them. The only redeemable part of Brooklyn is the Brooklyn Bridge...why? Because it can take you back to Manhattan.
