Coney Island
Coney Island is in a lot of movies. And in the movies it looks really gaudy, but even so, I had to check it out. Our new friend Vanessa explores something new in New York once a week. As much as my mono will allow, I’ve tried to follow her lead. This time, we decided to go to Coney Island together. Girts was a little concerned that, klutz as I am, I might step on a hypodermic or something, but that didn’t stop me. And I am here today, needle free, to tell you that Coney Island is just as obnoxious as it looks in all the movies, complete with amusement rides, loud music, bright lights, graffiti, a dilapidated boardwalk, and trash everywhere. It must have been something in its heyday, though. I do have to say that dirty as it was, I still enjoyed going into the water and getting sunburned. I even managed to catch a wave. That’s saying something in the Atlantic!
