WALKIN’ IN SUNSHINE
by Lydia Bogar
“When leaving Manhattan, be sure to walk along the right lane of the bridge. Be sure to stay to the right at all times.”
The Brooklyn Bridge.
Star of the silver screen since the turn of the last century and the little screen at the hand of Dick Wolf since 1990.
Quick stop at the port-a-potties near the Ben Franklin statute at the corner of Spruce Street and Park Row. A moment to gaze at the neo-Gothic splendor of the Woolworth Building, over a hundred years old and still standing, just as the architects intended.
Some members of the tour are buying pretzels and lemon ices, as if there will not be food and drink on the other side of the East River.
Rick, our guide, answers questions at each photo stop where we focus on taking pictures – no video or audio allowed. We do have to be mindful of the hundreds of others who chose this perfect day in May to ramble across this historic overpass. There are little dips in the walkway, puddles near the Manhattan side, and distractions at every breath. The number of bikers increases as the sun rises high in the sky.
Watermelon! They are pricey chunks, but so tasty as we watch tugs and tour boats from where we stand in the shadow of the Bridge’s central tower.
We take in the solitary beauty of One World Trade Center.
The magnificence of Lady Liberty in the distance.
A dozen different languages, children and grandparents, strollers and wheelchairs.
Footwear and hats of every style and color.
The very best people watching.
The tour ends at the Brooklyn Heights Promenade at the beginning of Montague Street. You might not be able to find it on a map, but you’ve seen it in every iteration of Law and Order.
The restaurants and little shops embracing Montague Street all the way to Brooklyn Borough Hall have also been seen in cop shows and films.
Bagels, hand dipped chocolates, cafes, silversmiths, bookstores, and an Oz-like venue called Insomnia Cookies – don’t go there. You have been warned.
Rick leads us another block to the famous front stoops of the living and the dead–Truman Capote, Arthur Miller, Thomas Wolfe, and Hart Crane.
The group disperses. We gravitate to Rocco’s Tacos and Tequila Bar and are not disappointed. The braised beef tacos are over the moon, and the margueritas are perfection. The great advantage to a bus tour is being able to enjoy a really good drink or two before the long ride home.
Someday, we will walk the Bridge again and visit the celebrated Brooklyn Historical Society. It is an honor to have this picture of the past.
This day has compelled me to read The Great Bridge, a tome written by David McCullough. Your wrists will ache if you read this wonderful history book in bed.
It is worth every wince.
Our own “Renaissance Woman,” Lydia has done everything from teaching English to doing volunteer emergency service. She says she “hails from Woosta– educated at BOLLI.”