A Trip Down Memory Lane: Coney Island
I had memories of summers in New York and my cousin taking us on long train rides to Coney Island. This was usually the highlight of any visit to NY: the rides, the noise, the excitement and most of all, the stuffed toys. One of the fondest memories of my childhood.
Impulsively yesterday we drove to Brooklyn and found ourselves at the shore at Coney Island Boardwalk. I realize that you can’t go back in time but the energy of the place, remains the same.
The people as eclectic as ever.
When my daughter won a stuffed toy (with my help), the trip became priceless.