Without having a job, each day back home is still an extention of my trip. Now more accustomed to seeking the beauty of my surroundings, the other side of Brooklyn offered me plenty, albeit less exotic than the other side of the world.
Once upon a time, not so long ago, I used to fall asleep in the grass in Brooklyn College’s courtyard before my evening class, awoken by chimes of the clock tower. Returning now to pick up my diploma, the green lawn was in full bloom with red and yellow tulips. Pausing to reflect on my accomplishments in this academic lull before graduate school, the grass was no longer a place where I sat reposed and in waiting. I was officially a visitor now.
A bit disappointed in the font type of my diploma and the lack of gold stamping, the piece of paper seemed hardly worth the years of juggling 9-5 with 6-9. Here is to more ornate lettering with my Ivy league affiliation.
Taking full advantage of my heading South in Brooklyn, I checked out ‘Snice‘s Brooklyn location in Park Slope. I had my ol’ standby from their Manhattan location, the Vegan Panini, toasted flat bread, green pesto, sun dried tomatoes and tofu. In the distance a veg-meatball sub with “vegan Parmesan” (meaning real Parmesan). Hmph.
It was a glorious Spring day, early enough in the season to be a big deal and provoke way too many exclamations on my part. A trip to the Brooklyn Botanical Gardens seemed most appropriate and offered a chance to cut through Prospect Park.
A day so sweet could only be complemented by a heavy load of cane sugar. Sweet and Sara’s $5.00 (155 baht) S’more would do the trick.