Park Slope is a little different from Gpt/Wburg, not to mention the 'Shwick. It's older, all buildings stone and brick, no siding and few "new" looking places. It's more racially mixed, yet also more yuppified. Williamsburg has money pouring in -- just an obscene amount of real estate development, seemingly a lot of upper-class foreigners, and the third wave is definitely on -- but the Slope has been a destination for young urban professionals, especially couples, for more than a generation.

And, oh yeah, there are babies everywhere.

So I sit in the coffee shop and make funny faces at this ultra-cute toddler while his mother goes on to her friend about her husband (who she never mentions by name) and her various exes (who she does) and how it's sad that they haven't yet "gotten their act together."

"Which Barnes and Noble does he work at? ... Yeah, I think he's still bitter..."

It's going to be an interesting couple of months living here. Who knows? Maybe I'll like it enough to stay, though I find myself leaning more towards joining Operation Snowflake back out in the East Wburg/'Shwick area.