i've been needing a little getaway.
in fact, i'm probably about a month past needing-a-getaway-from-new-york.
but it hasn't been in the cards.
however, yesterday, finding myself with the task of revealing the-off-the-beaten-path-new-york, i knew just where to go.
there is something about the tiny neighborhood of vinegar hill, brooklyn that feels undisturbed--old and historic and quiet. an escape. like it's closer to the sky than the earth.
it was just as good as the three of us needed--and hoped--it would be.
(and the company wasn't so bad either. turns out the dutch could teach lessons in what-it-is-to-be-chivalrous).