Hi! So, your guys in the sky in charge of this whole thing, and by guys, I mean guy and girl, me being the lady involved here, are effectively, more or less, settled into Austin, Texas now! And what a change from Brooklyn. We’re getting the office together and plan on building up The Anti Tourist team ATX style (interested in being an intern? email us at shout(at)theantitourist.com).
I also have been spending some rare free hours making jewelry. I’ve used a lot of materials from my travels across the globe, so if that interests you, if you like jewelry, if you want to think about the holiday gift-giving sooner than the day before this year, check out my store on Etsy here. You can browse the jewelry (most of which is under $20) and even order a customized apron/tote bag/pillow case set. Plenty of other goods will be in there soon.
Will of this rambling over and done with, we’ll have more posts to you soon. We aren’t done talking about some of our rad trips from summer 2010, so just hold those horses of yours. In the meantime, stay up with The Anti Tourist Facebook page for more regular updates/on the spot iPhone picture-sending, etc.
Love you all,
In front of us at a stoplight.
By: Elizabeth Seward
Next to the Q/B Prospect Park Station in Brooklyn.
By: Elizabeth Seward
We checked out Metric at Prospect Park the other night as part of the Celebrate Brooklyn Summer Concert Series.
Most concerts are free or have a suggested donation of $3 or so (like Metric did).
It’s worth the trade-off for a concert in a park as overgrown as NYC parks get where you can grab a slice of Two Boots Pizza, some wine or beer, and camp out on your own little blanket with your own little friends in your own little peaceful place, buried in the heart of Brooklyn.
By: Elizabeth Seward, Photo By: Ben Britz
My first interaction with Gorilla Coffee was, who’d figure, with the coffee. My roommate kept the red and black bag, completed with a gorilla face stencil, in our freezer during the first couple of weeks I lived in this apartment. Ok, well, he still keeps the stuff around. Nothing has changed in that department. So I tried the coffee. I won’t get into how good it was. I mean, it was good, but more importantly, it was strong. It kept me wired all day and my interest was piqued enough to head over to the Park Slope coffee shop.
The shop: Smallish. Cafeteria-esque. Maps of the world circa 2nd grade classroom pull=down vinyl hanging on the wall. A merchandise corner (Gorilla face on tee, anyone?) is near the front of the room. And there are incredibly tasty treats.
What the shop is good for: Meeting a friend for coffee, working on a lunch break, getting cracked out of your mind (legally) and making your colleagues wonder what the fuck is up with you.
By: Elizabeth Seward, Photos By: Elizabeth Seward and Katie DeRogatis