Our visit to New York comprised severals trips: once, an entire Sunday; then three days of the following week; one night the weekend after; and a couple of days more just before leaving the States.
Even still, we were left feeling like we got but a glimpse of the city, and not so much the full view.
And actually, perhaps it’s just as well…
We saw blue skies over the Manhattan skyline…
…and over a little Frenchie.
We passed under the bridges on the Circle…
…and over the streets on the High Line.
We arrived at the main door - or rather one of the hundreds of Grand Central Terminal.
We discovered that in New York, even the squirrel population proves to be diverse…
…and ate egalitarian candies…
On our last day, we went to get lost in Brooklyn, even all the way south to Coney Island.
The deserted beach, the empty amusement park, glacial winds and seagulls… It was just what was needed to get caught up in the nostalgia of our imminent departure…
We felt a little melancholic on this abandoned beach, looking at America just before taking off for good old Europe…
…but it was also a perfect conclusion to a long trip, which, over the course of six weeks, resembled this walk along Coney Island: lots of colour, a good deal of empty space, and above all else, seagulls.
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