I almost considered not walking across the bridge because, for lack of a good reason to be honest, I just couldn’t be bothered and didn’t think it would add anything particularly special to my New York experience. I was wrong, and am very glad that I did cross the bridge on foot. The views are great, you learn some interesting facts by reading the plaques on the bridge about the construction of the bridge, the context in which it was built, how New York and Brooklyn really were two separate cities at the time etc. Highly recommended, even though to look at, it is, in my opinion, less impressive than the Williamsburg Bridge just up the river.
I couldn’t really capture this properly. It was, as far I could tell, a gutted old warehouse with a temporary installation in it. Each of those red tubes was glowing red – fluorescent tubes I assume. It looked much better in real life. This is all sort of just behind the East River, on the walk towards the stairs up to cross the Brooklyn Bridge. Of course it’s logical once you think about it, but being such a big bridge with multiple lanes of traffic, the onramp actually beings a not insubstantial distance from the river.
Completed in 1883, the Brooklyn Bridge connects the boroughs of Manhattan and Brooklyn by spanning the East River. With a main span of 1,595.5 feet (486.3 m), it was the longest suspension bridge in the world from its opening until 1903, and the first steel-wire suspension bridge in the world. Reading through the plaques alongside the pedestrian walkway of the bridge, I recognised many of the names from streets that I’d walked through in Brooklyn.
City Hall, just after you’ve crossed the bridge into Manhattan.