No! Sleep! Til Brooklyn!

The long awaited viaje de la casa is here! I finally got it together and snapped a few photos before I had to jet from NYC for the week. I'm sitting in the cramped hotel "business center" (i.e. a circa 1987 phone, three plastic chairs, a fax machine with one piece of paper in it and a computer with a giant sticker pointing to the power button. Apparently guests were having a hard time figuring out how to turn it on -- welcome to Horsham). I'm here for several days, so I'll share more Horsham adventures later. For now, the abode...

Here's my street. Brooklynites are VERY patriotic. I think Fran and Vinny live in the third house on the right...


Here's my building...




My very first buzzer...


Our living room. We like to use the word "charm" to describe the unpainted bookshelves, air mattress, and camping chair...




Kitchen. Please excuse the mess...


The loo...


My bedroom. It's a bit bare, but if it wasn't then it would really stick out from the rest of the apartment... :)


So there is the work-in-progress that is my home. Come visit and I'll give you the grand tour in person!

Dad, if you're confused by the title of the post, ask Greg to sing it for you next time he's at the house.

OK, time for bed. I have an 8am meeting tomorrow morning. Barf.

Besos!