KTB: Photos: Williamsburg

Team KTB finally got our permission slip signed and our excursion was under way. We braved across the East River much like Lewis and Clark across the Mid-West. We were going into unchartered waters. Would the natives be friendly or would they attack our trespassing ass? Our destination: Williamsburg.

Surprisingly, we found the locals to be quite apathetic. They weren't cantankerous. Nor were they docile. They just were. As soon as we saw a hipster (it didn't take long), we revived our camera and began snapping photos. Unlike the gorillas at the Bronx Zoo, our little hipster was not scared of the black, shiny object. In fact, he played and posed for the camera and we ate it all up. The friendly hipster even had the wherewithal to join us for brunch (as long as we paid of course). So we bought our little hipster a Bud (they were out of PBR) and downed a meaty burger while he watched.

We took some photos of a hipster selling her wares on the street. Either that or it was a moving sale. We also had a few beers at Rosemary's Bar. We loved Rosemary's. Outside of MSG, it was by far and away the coldest draft beer we'd ever had. And the fact that they primarily served Bud on tap made us smile from ear to ear. Yaaaaaaaaay Rosemary's. We can't wait to get sloshed and fall asleep on their window still. But that's a tale for another day.