Okay, back to my recent adventures in New York City.

My daughter and son-in-law live not to far from the bridge.

No, that isn’t a bunch of dead Matadors who had a run-in with that metal bull from Wall Street, it is some part of a Filipino wedding celebration… I think…

We have made it to dusk on the first day of our 3-and-a-half day adventure on the other coast of the United States.

I should warn you that we stayed and watched the sun go down, and I took a lot of pictures.

They aren’t all of the bridge. I watched the lights come on in Manhattan, across the East River, and I took a lot of pictures of that.

But the bridge is pretty cool if you have never seen it up close and personal.

And I will try to add in more posts of other weird things… you know…

So the new people don’t get confused and think this is a travel blog.

Or, at least, not only a travel blog.

And empty window in an old, abandoned warehouse. The area is really quite gentrified now.

But I seem to recall that, back in the 70’s and 80’s, they shot a lot of police and crime movies in this area, and it was a lot seedier.