Brooklyn Bound

Hiya! Its me again!

Firstly Brooklyn Bound is a song by The Black Keys, so I can use it as the title and still keep the game alive.

The view from outside my hostel. I took it quick before I got
mugged. See it's charm? Me neither.

So, here I am on Brooklyn, its, um intresting! It aint no Manhattan. The new hostel that I am in is wicked, you can clearly see why this place was vote the 8th best hostel in the USA last month. There is a free breakfast every morning and I am led to believe that there is even a free BBQ tonight. It is really clean, safe and secure (which is a massive plus which I will come onto in a bit.) HOWEVER, the local area leaves a lot to be desired. Chatting to some of the other guests here they are putting it down to the area having 'charm'. If that is the case then the Hartcliff estate in Bristol is the most charming place known to man. 

So last night after I arrived and chose a bed in the 12 bed dorm that I am in I thought that I would run the risk and see what this area had to offer. After checking that my travel insurance covered me for gun shot wounds, gang related violence and rabies I headed out. I found a small bar that the receptionist (hot btw) recommended and perched my lil' white bottom at the end of the bar. I ordered 12 buffalo wings (this place won the 'Brooklyn Buffalo Wing award 2011!') dynamite hot. This bar was okay in fact. It served good beer, awesome wings and just a good vibe. It then got dark and I decided that I better make my way back to the hostel before 's**t kicks off!'. Feeling in a meeting people kinda mood (JD does help this!) I worked my way down to the rather pleasant courtyard here. I made lots of friends and drank a lot more beer. I made friends from Australia (2, 1 surfer dude & 1 mad party animal), New Zealand (cool, calm collected), Canada (make up artist who looks like Helen Bonam Carter), England (group of posh school kids who were only 20 and so couldn't buy alcohol), Germany (typical German, clean cut and efficient!) and the final guy was from Washington D.C. He was the only one who I could actually remember the name of (Dan if ya intrested). He is, um, cool, but rather hyperactive (he wears a AC/DC t-shirt but with AD/HD on it!). The whole night kinda just got very blurry, as was my head this morning.

Brooklyn Bridge, done all 'atry'!

Anyway me and Dan went to Brooklyn bridge today. It is quite impressive. Pisses all over the Severn crossing (and you don't have to pay £6.00 to cross it). He then took me to a burger place called 'Checkers' where I had a awesome burger.

I needed to charge up my netbook because the battery life was getting low. So out I pulled my universal multi-charger adaptor thingy that my mate Steve gave me before I left. Plugged it into the wall and the little catch broke inside it. 'Aha' I thought, 'I can fix things like this easy!'. 40 minutes and a lot of swearing later I conceded defeat. My first aid kit containing my nail scissors and tweezers just wern't up to the job. Luckly thou the plasters in the kitdid a excellent job of stopping the beading where the nail scissors slipped, one door closes and all that. I managed to bum a adaptor off the girl next to me to borrow until I pop into Best Buy (yea, they are still open here, just!) and buy a new one.

Plans for the weekend then are as follows - Sat: Probably staying in the hostel all day, really don't fancy NYC on a busy, sunny Saturday. Sun: Me, German boy and Hyperdan are all heading into the city to watch Spurs beat Chelski at a sports bar. Mon: Ground zero in the day then Yankees at night!

Quite glad that I have go some things planned now as otherwise it could become very boring and expensive. 

I am off to drink Boddingtons and eat a free BBQ.

Catch ya all on the flipside,

Tom