I am not a fan of winter and when it starts to get frigid outside, I start to long for the beach and the sun of summers past. Feeling reminiscent, I just found these photos I took this past August on a perfect Sunday in Coney Island. My buddies and I rode our bikes there, making pilgrimage on what was supposed to be the last day the amusement park was going to be open to the public before being shut down for good. What a place!
While I enjoyed it all wildly – from the scary, rickety Cyclone rollercoaster, to the lines of people waiting for Nathan’s hot dogs and cheese fries (thanks, I’ll pass!), the thing I enjoyed most of all was not the rides, but the . . . FONTS. I picked up this art nerd trait of documenting fonts from my buddy Marcia whom I travel often with and who dutifully snaps up signage pics from all over the world. I think combined; we must have quite a collection.
Coney Island signage is specific ONLY to Coney Island. There is no other place that has a look like this. And that’s pretty damn cool, right?! I hope some smart person or group comes in to save Coney Island to preserve its quirky beauty. Do we really need more cheesy condos there? REALLY?!