|Paper, Scissors, Rock.|
After getting lost in time at the MET, we finally left to go and meet up with George and Sarah in the late afternoon to decide what to do next. I had been told by a few cool kids back in Auckland that I should definitely check out the Brooklyn scene one night as it is quite a trendy spot. So, after discussing this with George and the others, we decided that we should subway to Brooklyn and have a few beers- given of course that it was George's last evening. We almost didn't make it that night as after the MET we were all pretty mentally drained and even though we had semi planned Brooklyn, it was easy to talk ourselves out of it with promises of pizza at home and bed. However, someone (I can't remember who) took the lead and led three tired comrades on to the subway straight from the MET. We made it to Brooklyn. We even made it to the Brooklyn Post Office and sent off the millions of postcards that we had forgotten to send to our parents and so in haste, had written them all the day before leaving. Whoops.
Not only were there shuffle board tables, we were greeted by two of the friendliest bar tenders that I have ever come across in my travels. We were instantly set up with beers, good banter and a 'pickle back'. What is a pickle back you say? Get this. It is a shot of whiskey (good whiskey), chased with a shot of 'aged' pickle juice. Sarah was the only one of us brave enough to do both shots and she said it was amazing. And Sarah does not lie so it must have been.
Again, I'm not sure who won or what the outcome was- maybe because we lost and I have repressed the memory. Or maybe it was because it didn't matter as we were all having such a great time. The beers were flowing and I think I speak on behalf of Team
My night in Brooklyn was one of the best of my trip. I had an absolutely amazing time and met some really wonderful people. I guess it was sort of one of those nights that 'you had to be there' to fully understand how much fun it was and just how great the night turned out to be. Definitely worth the subway fare and one for the books! Brooklyn was the hidden gem of New York and I am so grateful to have found it just in time.
Day six to follow...