The last morning of my trip. Day out with Daddy, and my first experience of Brooklyn Flea. I loved it. It was really interesting to see what was for sale at a Stateside flea vs the English markets i’m used to – I think I might have to come back next trip with an empty suitcase to fill with American treasure!
(And THAT is a hot lobster roll. Heaven. I managed to drop a huge chunk of meat on the floor in all the excitement… Dad and I both looked at it longingly before deciding that Brooklyn floor-food might not be the brightest idea.)
