Today I ventured across my first bridge via bicycle. I left the house bundled up and headed towards the Williamsburg Bridge. It was my first ride of the trip to leave Brooklyn. My destination....Manhattan! As soon as I crossed over I sensed this place was different. Bigger, faster, louder, more people, and more broken glass. I found the first bike path I could and headed back towards the East River.
Once at the River I had some great scenery of the Manhattan & Brooklyn bridge's.
A little further south was the Manhattan Pier district.
A little further south was Wall Street where I checked to see how the market was doing....not good.
After leaving Wall Street a little bummed it was down to Battery Park to see if Lady Liberty could make my day a little brighter. After seeing the torch I had a little more faith in the good ol' USA so it was off for some more exploring....
Chinatown...by this point I was wondering if my recovery spin was doing more harm than good....the legs felt good, but the lungs were searing...I was thinking of calling up USA Cycling to borrow some of the masks from Beijing.....
Then I saw a guy huck one of these beasts onto his back with two legs over either shoulder. I wonder what Sinclair would have to say about this one 100 years later....I knew it was now time to head home.
I took one last look over the shoulder and never thought I would be so happy to be back in the peace
and quiet of Brooklyn!
3 comments:
you can be my tour guide when i visit there someday......
you should look for bikesnob. he crosses those bridges everyday.
wait, you moved? who am i going to cheer for now?
the photo of the carcasses in the truck. that's the kind of shit i live for! salud!
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