Movin' Out, Movin' In

Marissa and I are all moved in to our new apartment. The move was going so well until the damn U-Haul broke down in the middle of the Van Wyck! My poor parents were stuck there for almost 2 hours waiting for the tow truck. Needless to say, I do not recommend U-Haul for your moving needs. The tow truck guy said that ours was the third U-Haul he had to tow that day! Regardless, we still made record time, moving Marissa out of her g'ma's in an hour and myself out of my folks' in an hour as well (thanks to Josh and Jay). Then, once we had the truck, we moved everything up in about 2 hours (thanks to Kevin, Alli, Ed and my 'rents)! Not too shabby. Plenty of unpacking to do of course, but I feel really good about the place. It's cozy and homey, and pretty damn spacious (except for the bathroom, but I'm sure I'll get used to that). After we had emptied the truck last night, one of the neighbors from across the street, an older gentleman named Pascuale, came over and gave us a bottle of wine! Now that's what I call neighborly, folks. I love the feel of the 'hood, very down-to-earth, family-oriented, but still plenty of young people. What I love most is that people sit outside on their stoops and hang out (I would if our building had a stoop)...a very Brooklyn thing to do. But what killed me was there was a little, old lady sweeping her steps...whenever I see something like that, it signals to me that this is going to be an awesome place. There's also a gorgeous little park around the corner with some very charming buildings surrounding it. Ahhh, Greenpoint love...I'd better like it 'cause I ain't moving for a good, long time!