Love is love.

 So happy for all those that get to finally celebrate their love. 

"That's the story of America: of ordinary citizens organizing, agitating and advocating for change; of hope stronger than hate; of love more powerful than any insult or injury; of Americans fighting to build for themselves and their families a nation in which no one is a second-class citizen, in which no one is denied their basic rights, in which all of us are free to live and love as we see fit. It's about our common humanity and our willingness to walk in someone else's shoes."  

A little bit of everything.

I think a good trip anywhere involves a little bit of this and a little bit of that and it's the combination of a million things that make seeing something new so wonderful. Eating delicious foods, skirting disaster, joining makeshift communities on subway cars, dancing to reggae music on the street, getting lost in Brooklyn, getting lost in Manhattan, and doing it all with my brother created a trip that I already want to repeat.  

Seeing double.

No sleep till brooklyn.

I loved our trip to New York, but if you ask Chan, all he'll say is that we walked a LOT. And I will admit, we spent 75% of our time walking. Checking out Manhattan and Brooklyn, and the subway and the restaurants, I kept thinking that he helped me fit in because of his long i-don't-give-a-hale hair, cutoff denim vest, and Betsy Ross socks. Such a punk-ghetto-hipster-bodyguard. Thanks Channie for humoring me. :)