New York, New York
So, back on the F train, this time fit 18 stops to coney island. Despite being officially a heatwave, and brutally hot, the train empties as we roll above ground through Brooklyn. We arrive in the blistering heat and meet the cousins for hotdogs at Nathans. Amazing stuff. We then go round the kiddies carnival and Connor and i decide to ride the cyclone! Unfortunately Connor is too short, so we head to the beach instead. The kids have a blast in and out of the wat...