One of our favorite pastimes in New York was a good walkabout. We'd spend the day wandering through neighborhoods and stopping for delicious snacks. Yesterday, we attempted the Los Angeles driving version. After a leisurely morning of breakfast and yoga, plus a stop at a children's clothing store, we headed up to Silverlake, which is supposed to be the Williamsburg of Los Angeles. We ate most delicious fish tacos on earth and people-watched the California hipsters at a coffee shop (healthier-looking and more groomed than Brooklyn hipsters). We wandered into charming specialty boutiques, and I made Erik take a ton of bump-watch shots in front of murals. On the way home, we ran a few more errands before snuggling up with Monkey on the couch. All in all, a lovely afternoon! I missed the vibrancy NYC's street performers and tired legs, though my giant belly appreciated the car ride home. The face-off verdict? Grateful for my time in the city, but happy to be here now in this stage of my life.
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