New Yawk, Part Three!

Last day in New York was spent wandering around East Village, or as I like to think of it, West Village with an espresso shot. Where West Village is sleepy and cozy and is home to a hundred cottage-looking cafes, East Village is busy and loud and has patios promising free mimosas and bloody marys with lunch. Don't mind if I do. This whole trip made me feel like a kid running away from home, backpack strapped on and wide-eyed at all the dazzling lights. Now I understand the phrase "New York, New York, so good they named it twice". :) (PS. how are you liking the smaller picture sizes? Yay or nay? I can't decide!) TUMBLR BLOGLOVIN