So, here is how it started. I drove 4 hours from DC and thanks to Waze landed right in front of Paget's house. I parked right in front, next to the fire hydrant and unloaded my things quickly. The Yale lock worked perfectly, allowing me to get back to the car before it was ticketed.
I started the car and didn't see another real parking space. Bummer. But then a miracle happened! The lights of the car behind mine came on. I was able to back up and park legally right near the front gate. I wanted to kiss the driver. A miracle.
After the parking miracle, I knew everything would be perfect and easy.
And I was correct...Paget is a lovely person; She was most helpful, caring and accommodating. The apartment is immaculate, light and comfortably furnished. The bathroom has a small Japanese like tub...Lots of hot water and Harry brand soap. Wow, I was relaxed and ready for what would become a long family dinner out that night.
The bedroom's big window overlooks the garden. I found time to sit in the garden, get some sunlight and marvel at the trees and architecture of old Brooklyn's rebirth. The mattress is so very comfortable and the sheets stylish and lively. Hooks and drawers galore and a very good closet in the other room held all the extra clothes I didn't need. Brooklyn is a casual place.
I wish for those reading this to find the same comfort, ease and pleasantness that I found as Paget's guest.