Sunday was pretty exhausting. The weather was gorgeous, it was summery hot, so we decided (actually Abigail decided) that in the afternoon we go out. So we packed Robin in the car and drove out to Brooklyn to the seashore.
We know this neighborhood well and we like it. Primarily upper class russians who live in er. We drove there and undertook a gigantic walk. Robin's feet got one inch shorter because he wore them out. My tongue hung to the street but I managed and kept up with the chicks. We stopped for pizza, then on the way home the girls went into a russian supermarket and bought all kinds of goodies.
Basically we had a great time, no arguments, no diagreements.
This area (as many others) is filled these huge palaces the russians had built. When one builds a big one the other one build one a few inches or feet larger and this goes on and on. Some are really nice but some are totally tasteless, primarily because of their efforts to outdo each other. In my estimation none of them is less than a mill.
We walked around, enjoyed the quiet streets, spent a little time on a nearby beach then headed home. End of a nice, calm Sunday afternoon. Robin and I were so tired after all that walking that we almost fell asleep. Actually, Robin did. I had things to do.
But, by this morning (Monday) it was all but a pleasant memory.
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