An everyday life's Odyssey

First snows on Brooklyn Bridge. 10 days ago, we had our first snows of the season. Nothing great really, slush mainly. We’ve been waiting for this for so long we HAD to go out and enjoy it. Brooklyn Bridge, slush turned into a vicious cold rain. There isn’t much of visitors by this time of the year. As the wind scratched our face and the scarce tourists passed the hard-core joggers, we shot what we could. On the other side of the bridge, Dumbo welcomed us like it always does: offered beers and music and challenged our brand-new-but-not-so-shining billiard skills before we left (damn, I guess I still need a lot more training!). The storm was over.