Rick’s birthday was on Sunday, and for his birthday he wanted to go to Coney Island. We’ve wanted to go since moving here two years ago but just never got there. We had heard that parts of it were going to be razed to make way for condominiums next year, so we felt we had to go before that happened. The weather forecast was for sun, sun, sun and low 80 degree temperatures.

We decided to take the train in to Penn Station. From there it was a short walk to the subway at 34th Street to catch the “Q” train to Coney Island. Most of our trip was subterranean, but we were treated for a short time above ground with a view of the Brooklyn Bridge (beautiful!). Many people wheeled on beach trolleys packed to the brim with umbrellas, chairs, coolers and everything needed for picnic on the beach. After about 45 minutes to an hour we arrived at our destination.

It was past lunchtime and we were hungry. We had held off eating lunch since we knew where we wanted to eat. As we exited the subway station we saw our restaurant across the street. Nathan’s. What would a visit to Coney Island be without eating a coney dog?

The queues were quite long and we waited in line for about fifteen minutes. We entertained ourselves reading the calorie count of all the items before we ordered. Really, some times you just don’t want or need to know, ya know what I’m saying here?  It didn’t change my mind though. Nope, not even for a split second. Calories be damned!

Make mine a chili cheese dog please ... and oh! ... can we share a small order of those deliciously thick crinkle-cut fries too?

With our appetites sated we headed out to explore. We knew exactly where we wanted to go next. The next photo is a clue. Can you guess?

Haha looks like an awesome day and seems like you had a good time. Glad to see your exploring the area—and all it has to offer. Is Jones Beach on Coney Island?
Oh and I’m sure you just wanted to jump right on those roller coasters right after that lunch