Staten Island

WHO: your really, really, (REALLY) adventurous self
WHAT: take the freakin' Staten Island ferry ovah to Staten Island. Dummy.
WHEN: apparently there is something called 'dusk,' in which beautiful colors come out and the sky turns something other than sickly polluted grey.
WHERE: um, I'm gonna say that it's south of Manhattan, but to this day, I really am not sure about the geography of anything east of the Mississippi.
WHY: Because sometimes, you feel like you need to cross off another burrough on your bucket list. And since you already went to 'Spa Castle' in Queens (review to come... and its gonna be a weird one) and there's no way that your sorry white tush would survive a minute in the Bronx, it's off to Staten Island we go!

HINT: Ride the Staten Island Ferry. It's nice, it's free; you can legally drink on NY ferries. But once you get to actual Staten Island, I would not really leave the ferry terminal. Staten Island is disgusting; whaddya expect?!?

I give it:

/ 10

THREE OUT OF TEN HAPPY BRUCE FACES