Travels took me to the US of A, New York City.... The promise of maybe finding a drinkable coffee took me to Williamsburg, Brooklyn...and there i found, shining like a dusty jewel, in between factories with stray cats crawling all over it... a surf shop..
and not just any surf shop... mollusk surf shop...I can confirm there is absolutely no surf in brooklyn.. but these guys still had a sweet range of hess and brownfish handplanes...also a fine selection of noseriding sliders...couldn't believe my eyes..
