Last week I decided to try commuting to work a new way - over the Brooklyn Bridge. It was something that I'd been wanting to do for a while but just hadn't really gotten around to it. I was worried about being uncomfortable in work clothes over the walk and then arriving to work sweaty, or worse, late. I bit the bullet though and decided to do it by wearing leggings and my Converse and then changing into different pants when I arrived. Problem solved. The walk was beautiful and I'm kind of disappointed that I didn't do it sooner. It was barren from the normal level of tourists and I only passed some runners, bikers, and other people heading to work. It seemed like a true moment of solitude from the crazy atmosphere in Financial District (where I work) and it cleared my head before beginning the day.
After a somewhat hectic Saturday of heading to first Prospect Park to watch a friend finish a half-marathon, and then heading in the opposite direction all the way up to Central Park to meet another friend, Pat and I spent the evening relaxing, posted up at Congress in Cobble Hill, a bar I'd been wanting to try. We talked to the bartender about how neighborhood bars and disappearing more and more in place of trendy, upscale locales, and it made me love my neighborhood even more. Just watching local people who knew each other meander in and out of the bar, and seeing everyone laughing with each other makes me thankful to live in a place that truly feels like a community.
On Sunday I was drawn to the Brooklyn Bridge once again to enjoy a sunset after one of the most beautiful weekends we've had here. I've been trying to step back lately and enjoy all the special things around me and watching the excitement of the people as the sun went down and the city lights started to pop up was infectious. I'm heading to Boston this weekend to visit some friends, so enjoy the rest of your week!