Pacific, Rogers, St. Marks, Classon, Eastern Parkway, President
A walk from Crown Heights through Prospect Heights and into Park Slope is interrupted by a group of tourists in from of the Brooklyn Museum who aren't even going to the Museum! That video will be included below, but first an intro.
Once again, I found myself on Nostrand Ave. And once again, the trip was way too long. It should have been quicker, but the usually reliable A train had a 10-minute wait. Had I realized, I would've hurried to the local that was just about to leave Broadway Junction when I got there.
Once again, (as stated in the video above) I could've made it quicker had I just taken the G train and walked the extra dozen blocks or so. But my trip down Nostrand was only going as far as Pacific Street. The first two pictures are of the one block I walked before turning left onto Bedford and Rogers Aves. That's St. Bartholomew's on the right. |
You have to love a tower.
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Two more shots are from after I turned onto Classon. That's Santa Teresa of Avila Church.
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That brings us to Eastern Parkway and the Brookway Museum. This time, I'm taking the Parkway all the way down to the library at Grand Army Plaza.
For some reason, I thought the "OY" and "YO" sign was in Downtown Brooklyn or by the Promenade or DUBMO, but apparently, I was mistaken. (And, who knows, maybe it used to be someone else.)
The only downside to these pictures was that I wasted too much time taking them.
By this I mean that I was going to film myself in front of the museum, both for this blog, and for promotion of my books. However, just as I was about to start, a noisy group of tourists started by. Emphasis on nosiy. Anyway, no biggie because I figured I could wait them out. No such luck! Then ran into another group coming the other way and they all stopped to talk -- LOUDLY! -- two feet away from me.
I did film a video, but not the one that I wanted to !
Anyway, here are the OY and YO shots.
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After taking my leave from Group Chatty, I continued down Eastern Parkway ... along with some, but not all, of the chatty tourists following me.
After the Museum, I passed the entrance to the Botanic Garden, which I have to visit this summer -- I have to check the rates and if there are any bargain days, and finally reached Grand Army Plaza.
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From there, it was only to President Street to mark off another line from Prospect Park to Fourth Ave, ending at the Union Street R stop.
Since the train wait times are posted, I can decide to go back to Barclays for the express instead of taking the local to 36th Street (and likely missing an express along the way.)
And that's about it for this outing.
Please leave comments so I know you've been here. And feel free to ask about my own books, so of which contain romance but are from from bodice rippers, even the ones with angels or vampires.
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