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Babe and the Viking Parade
On Sunday, Bay Ridge hosted a Norwegian parade. As it turns out, there is a large, proud Norwegian population in the area. Also, as we live on Third Avenue, a main route in Bay Ridge, the parade marched its honking, blaring, boisterous self right in front of our windows. But, given the usual traffic noise…
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Third Avenue. Third Floor.
I told you I’d get around to posting proper pictures of our dwelling. Well, here you go! The master bedroom: And another angle with Babe’s unbreakable kennel and our cubby box: The guest room (very bare so far), which could be YOUR room if you come visit!!: Decorated walls (minimally) and our roof-access storage closet:…
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At Night the Bag Ladies Take the Bottles
We’ve passed the one-week mark and, honestly, I’m almost ready to post pictures of the inside of our apartment. Almost. On Sunday afternoon and evening, John and his girlfriend, Sarah, were our tour guides. We took the subway—an entirely new experience for Ivan and me, who’ve only travelled in the London and Brussels subways. Contrary…
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Our First Few Days
Monday at 6am, Ivan and I piled into a U-Haul (Babe in the center seat). My mom and grandma, meanwhile, loaded into my mom’s CRV (with Ajax in the back). We began our trip from Erie, Pennsylvania to Brooklyn, New York—a trip that lasted almost ten hours. By 8pm that evening, the empty U-Haul was…