(July 26) I decided at long last it was time to go see Prospect Park, as a possible place to rollerblade. In the end I don’t think I got a really good look at it. I got dizzy, felt sick to my stomach, and thought I was going to pass out trying to blade to the top of the eastern side of the street that circles inside the park. That was a first.
This was the evening before. It struck me that this part of Brooklyn
has a suburban downtown feel to it
Past 5th Ave (above), and further northeast until I reached
Grand Army Plaza at the entrance to Prospect Park
Grand Army Plaza, across from the park’s entrance
Unlike Central Park in Manhattan, Prospect Park is a family-oriented park
I thought this was quite a sight
Feeling ill, as I was, I failed to notice the sculpture until just now;
actually I noticed, but failed to comprehend at the time
Another unexpected mosiac
I also failed to notice the interestingly painted building
to the right of the Tea Lounge
