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Flying Trapeze

Last spring when I was interning at SELF magazine I started to hear a lot about trapeze as the next fitness trend. Celebrities were doing it, Equinox was incorporating it into its classes and Cirque du Soleil was going strong. I always thought it seemed thrilling, so when my friend Sam asked me to join her for a class one day, I was all in.

We headed to the España-Streb Trapeze Academy in Williamsburg, Brooklyn for their half-price Wednesday evening classes. It was right before Christmas, so the two-hour class was fairly empty. We arrived a little late (thank you, NJ Transit!), but still had plenty of time to swing. It was Sam’s second time on the bar but my first, so one of the instructors gave me the fastest introductory session (literally, two minutes) on a stationary low bar in the warehouse circus-y gym.

For some reason I had thought trapeze would be like simple, mindless swinging, and I was surprised at how much physical exertion it took. For starters, the bar is heavy. Like, quite heavy. You also have to keep your body “tight” when you swing, which goes against any natural impulse, and use it to build and maintain momentum. It’s definitely an adrenaline rush, though, especially when you take the first hop/mini jump (“but don’t look down!”) off the platform.

The instructors really just trust in your physical capabilities and throw you into it, encouraging you to try some simple tricks even your first time in class. I attempted a knee hang my second time up and succeeded, which was exciting. Sam, however, was a little more advanced than me it being her second time in class, and she actually did a knee hang and then had one of the instructors swinging on a neighboring bar grab her extended arms and catch her. Unfortunately I didn’t catch that one act on film, but I do have some photos and videos of our swings at Streb.

If you’re feeling up to it, I definitely recommend trying out a flying trapeze class, but be warned — your arms, back and abs might be absurdly sore for a few days afterward.


After class (trying to look professional)


Karina for TKGO

A Flea Market Thrives in Brooklyn

Along with a happenin’ outdoor restaurant

One of our first daytime excursions in New York was over (rather, under) the Hudson to the Brooklyn neighborhood of Fort Greene. We’d read about the wonders old and new to be found at the city’s largest flea market and given the cloudless spring sky, perusing trinkets seemed the best way to spend a Saturday.

When we finally emerged from the subway stop (the trains get wacky on weekends, a source of repeated frustration) wide-eyed and looking confused, a man sitting on a stoop selling old wares asked if we were looking for the flea market and gave us the two-block directions. “When you’re done there,” he said, “head to Habana Outpost right nearby. It’s their opening day celebration and they have great drinks and food, especially mojitos.” Mojitos? Done deal. That, and because when a cool-seeming local gives you a suggestion, you take it!

At the food and vintage-wear-stuffed Brooklyn Flea, one of us picked up a pair of new, handmade earrings, and the other found a couple vintage necklaces. We also spent plenty of time drooling over the baked goods, ice creams and artisan foods lining the fence.

Habana Outpost was a party. Think live music, outdoor seating, succulent specialty corn out of a neon-colored truck parked outside and minty mojitos churning in solar-powered machines (in fact, sunlight powers the whole restaurant). Because it was the outdoor patio’s opening day, it was packed. We squeezed at a picnic table with some Fort Greene locals with an extra cob of the sour cream-coated, cinnamon-sprinkled specialty corn (which might be the best way to make friends at Habana!). By the end of our conversation — and day — we were talking dreamy plans of lives in brownstones in Fort Greene.

Tara and Karina for TKGO