Every year my parents go to New York to celebrate their anniversary, and every year they walk the Brooklyn Bridge. I think there is some sort of symbolism to it, but I haven't asked, so I don't know. This year the whole family went to New York, and Ryan and I decided to do the bridge walk with them. I, of course, brought my camera, because I don't think there are enough pictures of the Brooklyn Bridge out there. And I took a lot. But then I got bored. I mean, that's a mile and a half long walk, and the photo opportunities don't really change. There are cables, there are towers, there are views of the city, and view of Brooklyn. That's it. I still wanted to take pictures though, because I have a short attention span, so I just starting snapping pictures of the other people on the bridge with us. I think it's an interesting slice of humanity, but then again, I also am reading Tony Curtis's biography and enjoying it.
Some people looked like they were walking the bridge out of spite.
I wasn't sure if this woman was scared of the bridge, or allergic to it. 
Best bridge outfit EVER.
These kids were just begging to be mugged. 
This guy was just begging to be tripped. 
You do NOT want to get in the way of bicyclists on the bridge. They will run you down.
I almost found that out the hard way.
These ladies were trying so hard to look like New Yorkers I am almost positive they were from Scranton.
I was amazed by how packed the bridge was in places. 
You cannot escape gross, necking (is that still a term?) teenagers, no matter where you are. 
These guys are the only ones who noticed I was taking their picture. 
Of course, that may have been because everyone else was busy taking pictures of the bridge.
Some people looked like they were walking the bridge out of spite.
I wasn't sure if this woman was scared of the bridge, or allergic to it. 
Best bridge outfit EVER.
These kids were just begging to be mugged. 
This guy was just begging to be tripped. 
You do NOT want to get in the way of bicyclists on the bridge. They will run you down.
These ladies were trying so hard to look like New Yorkers I am almost positive they were from Scranton.
I was amazed by how packed the bridge was in places. 
You cannot escape gross, necking (is that still a term?) teenagers, no matter where you are. 
These guys are the only ones who noticed I was taking their picture. 
Of course, that may have been because everyone else was busy taking pictures of the bridge.
3 comments:
I loved the necking teenagers! Thanks for sharing New York with us. I love Manhattan.
love all these. but i love pictures of random people.
Ah, the Bridge. We attended a wedding almost two years ago at the park between the Brooklyn Bridge and whatever the other one is. My husband and the rest of the groomsmen walked it after the reception, whilst smoking very expensive cigars, and somehow made it back to New Jersey (where we were staying). This was most impressive, considering the amount of booze they'd consumed during the day should have killed a herd of mustangs. Unfortunately, no pictures exist.
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