Not wanting to overstay our welcome in Williamsburg — the insular community there is very oppressive to outsiders — we searched for another spot to park. After searching our maps we decided that Prospect Park looked good. So we fired up the bus and headed out. When we got there we found an excellent spot between the Park and the Brooklyn Public Library. Rex the Musician had his RV parked there also so we determined it was a safe zone . . . and we stayed there until we left the city for Arc 38.
While we were there we met Yaya and his children, as I wrote about in the first Homecoming! post. Charlie Vegan (Occupy Wall Street) also visited us on his way to Time’s Up, the bicycle collective and not-for-profit direct-action environmental group. Charlie helped Durty repair his bike — which had taken a couple-three bangs from people trying to park in front of us. Our bicycles are tied to the ‘cowcatcher’ in front of the bus, and the tires stick out a bit past the front.
We took the time to walk through the park and enjoy its semi-natural beauty, and also to sit and talk in peace and quiet — at least, Liz and I did, and later Stacey took a long walk in the park. We all spent many hours inside the library, and we took a tour of the Brooklyn Museum — which was just a very short walk away. Luckily for us the Brooklyn Museum allows entry into the main area by donation, so my ten pennies picked up off the ground was enough to get me into its inner sanctum. They do have a free public area on the ground level, as well, that currently features sculptures by François-Auguste-René Rodin. I spent a lot of time with Dré in the free area before catching up to Liz and Stacey in the pay area. Although I missed a couple floors of exhibits by hanging out in the free area, I don’t feel I missed anything because the Rodin sculptures had my full attention, as did “The Rebel Angels” sculpture by Salvatore Albano. However, I look forward to returning to the museum and investigating every nook and cranny.
Overall, our time here by Prospect Park was a restful one. The closeness of the park and the warm comfortableness of good comrades made our days there seem like a vacation. For the first time on our Tour I felt totally relaxed, calm and sated.
Here are some pictures — once again Liz was our photographer.
Liz took many more photos but we are running out of free storage space on this blog. Please consider donating to the Occupy Bus Tour so we can expand our abilities online, purchase medical supplies and maintain & repair the bus. Thank you. You can, of course, ask that your donation be put to a specific use. We are in need of your help to continue.