an ode to coney island...
Coney Island-- the mecca of greasy foods, trash, and the very rickety, not-in-service, but still very famous, cyclone. If we look beyond the trashy folk that attend this playgroud of glory, we can truely appreciate its history. Coney Island was frequented for well, the beach, however dirty it may be, it's still a beach. Desperate Manhattanites looking to get out of the sweltering concrete hell each and every summer see Coney Island as a cheap getaway, being only a four dollar subway ride, roundtrip. Today, being one of those hot summer days, was a perfect chance for me to experience this very new york pilgrimage to Coney Island. Being an impatient new yorker, the 30 minute subway ride to the Coney Island stop was eccruciating. I was mocked by my friends as being a small child on a long car ride because I kept taunting them with the phrase, "Are we there yet?" But as we got closer and closer to the water, I began to get anxious. As we turned the corner a few stops later, there it was- the cyclone, and a smile lit up on my face. "There it is guys!" I said in an excited tone. When the subway had come to a complete stop, the doors opened and I hopped off of the subway and made my way to this magical playland.
After playing a few rounds of skee-ball and using my tickets to purchase a cheesy tatoo, I decided it was time to eat. In Coney Island, the Nathan's is the place to go. The who's who of the Coney Islanders attend this famous establishment. After standing on line for fifteen minutes to purchase my glorious super cheeseburger meal, and yes that it what it was called, I devoured it.
The remainder of this beautiful day was spent on the beach. Although the water was rather dirty, it added to the charm of Coney Island that I have come to know and love. So in conclusion my friends, Coney Island is an attraction for all the ages and its so-perfectly-trashy appeal will keep us coming for years to come.
After playing a few rounds of skee-ball and using my tickets to purchase a cheesy tatoo, I decided it was time to eat. In Coney Island, the Nathan's is the place to go. The who's who of the Coney Islanders attend this famous establishment. After standing on line for fifteen minutes to purchase my glorious super cheeseburger meal, and yes that it what it was called, I devoured it.
The remainder of this beautiful day was spent on the beach. Although the water was rather dirty, it added to the charm of Coney Island that I have come to know and love. So in conclusion my friends, Coney Island is an attraction for all the ages and its so-perfectly-trashy appeal will keep us coming for years to come.
