Saturday I went back to Coney Island. I went in the afternoon after waking up at 11:00. I stay up too late. Did the usual, shot the local craziness, ate great tacos, shot many photos, drank icy cold Pepsi (bad) and spent a total of 3 hours on the train to and from. I can't help it, I'm addicted. Perhaps it's not your thing, but if you get bored at Coney Island, you're clinically dead.
Always present boardwalk drama.
Guys kept loading in 50 cents a pop to prove their manhood by smacking this bag.... Nobody wins anything.
Seagull doing its best impersonation of DiCaprio's "I'm the King of the world!"