A foggy evening from the Brooklyn side of the East River. One World Trade had completely disappeared.
Love those pretty Brooklyn brownstones. (Edit by @actionjaksnm, who thought he should get rid of the air-conditioner, but I thought it added to the charm.)
Very last one from my time at the Iberostar Hacienda Dominicus resort in La Romana, Dominican Republic! Not everyone is a resort person, but I am the resortiest. Sitting on an island with literally nothing to do but swim in clear blue water while eating and drinking everything in sight? And you don’t even need any money, because you’ve already paid for everything? True, some of the food was pretty terrible (truly inedible pizza at the lunch buffet every day), but some of it was really good, and I’ll gladly put up with a crappy slice of pizza for the absolutely carefree feeling that comes with having no responsibilities, where the toughest decision you’ll make is whether to get up early for the main breakfast buffet or sleep in later and go to the beach breakfast buffet. TOUGH LIFE.
Can you believe there are places in the world where you can swim in this in December? The only thing you can swim in in NYC in December is your own self-loathing.
When I think of the Dominican Republic, if I’m not thinking of clear turquoise water, I’m thinking of this.