And just like that, I'm back in Brooklyn. After a 6 month hiatus, it feels good but also very strange to be home. You never truly comprehend how much you've changed until you are back in a place that is constant. Sure there are new restaurants & shops, but the grit is still there. The trash is still there. The street art & good coffee & neighborhood auto shops are still there.
Soon, I'll be moving into my new neighborhood: Greenpoint. It's a historically Polish neighborhood, with lots of trees, town homes, and a certain sense of seclusion due to its lack of proximity to a solid subway line. I've wanted to live there for a while and am looking forward to exploring in the weeks to come.
But in the meantime, a look back at my old neighborhood: Bushwick. It is an area people refer to as 'up-and-coming' (though I think that is a euphemism for 'largely underdeveloped'). But I loved it. I ate a lot more tacos. I went to a bunch of parties in industrial lofts. I treasured above-ground subway rides on the M train into the city. Below are a few photos I took right before we left for our romp around South America.