On Saturday we took the trip out to Governor's Island. A sudden onslaught of rain almost made us turn around and go home. But we're so glad we didn't. The fog made it almost impossible to see the city and with all of the tourists chased away we were left with the hippies there for the art festival. It felt like we had somehow been transported to Berkley. It was so refreshing.
I wish I could've grown up on Governor's island. And that there weren't any other people there. And it wasn't next to Manhattan but instead off the west coast.
I wish I could've grown up on Governor's island. And that there weren't any other people there. And it wasn't next to Manhattan but instead off the west coast.
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You guys are really going to miss New York aren't you?? Great pictures
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