Travel

Loving the Brooklyn Bridge

There’s a sublime moment that occurs when I reach the top of the Brooklyn Bridge – a marine breeze whiffing up from the East River, traffic rattling along on the roadway below, hundreds of people shuffling, loping, toddling, jogging, moseying, and biking past me, smartphones and selfie sticks raised in all directions, the American flag hoisted high overhead, the Manhattan skyline working its magic in the background.