It's funny how often I've been asked if I live amongst farmland when I say I'm from New Jersey. The tiny state always plays second to its neighbor New York, and honestly the reasons are typically true. But good old Jersey will always be home, and I am keen on highlighting some of its most redeeming qualities (no, not farmland).
This past weekend I made a quick stop to Asbury Park, a seaside area that has never been the same since Hurricane Sandy. What used to be dynamic casinos and theaters are now virtually abandoned, leaving the boardwalk with a certain character that isn't yet to be ignored.
I almost see Asbury Park as the next Brooklyn of New Jersey, with chic brunch/coffee spots and transformed markets selling goods straight from the coolest NYC borough. The boardwalk is lined with wall art reminiscent of New York's DUMBO as well. And while Asbury Park is nowhere close to being the next destination for travel, it certainly wouldn't be a bad way to spend a summer day.