'The big Apple' - New York

The time was getting nearer and nearer and as exciting as New York was, we were coming to the end of time, of our summer with sister Kayla and this was not a nice thought. Kayla had become part of the furniture in Berlin and my travel buddy to all these amazing and wonderful destinations. Also to think summer in Europe was pretty much over now put the thought in my mind that we need to prepare mentally for this on our return to Germany.

Moments from landing in the US, all the thoughts and memories of my past travels to this weird and wacky continent came flooding back and I was so excited and glad to be back.
Everything was so amazing and ‘American’ from the moment we landed and muscled our way through US immigration, to getting in the famed yellow cab to our home for the next week in the birthplace of the hipster, that is of course, Williamsburg, Brooklyn.

We stayed with a group of artists in their funky gallery and home. Where do I begin to explain how cool Brooklyn is? I recall visiting this, what was once referred to as a ‘dangerous hood’ years ago, and back then thought it was cool… Now things have changed on the upscale, everything is awesome! The food, the shops, the bars everywhere oozed that New York style. We spent our days wandering around the array of vintage shops, eating the most amazing gourmet, heart attack, delicious food, from southern fried chicken waffles drizzled with sweet, sweet syrup for breakfast to mouth-watering Mexican, washed down with jalapeno-chilli-infused margaritas, to die for good old apple pie - a must in the cool autumn weather. I can go on and on about the food, but you get the picture!!

We rarely left Brooklyn except for a visit to the hustle and bustle of Manhattan to the Lower East side and when we travelled interstate to Jersey to see Dick Dale, known as ‘the King of Surf Guitar’. And that he surely was. This gig was mind blowing and I would have to say one of the BEST gigs I have ever experienced. To be able to actually say I have seen Dick perform live is even a pleasure to say.

The week flew by and the moment came when we said our teary goodbyes to Kayla and had to head back to Berlin… but we missed our plane!!