The "W" in the BMW Sequence of Bridges, "Williamsburg Bridge"

look what artists ahead of us have made out of the WILLIAMSBURG BRIDGE marker!!! ha ha ha

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the J, M, Z trains use this bridge back and forth Manhattan and Brooklyn; one of the 2 suspension bridges (Manhattan Bridge is the other one) in NYC that still carry both vehicles and trains to this date

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can you recognize the tallest tower in this picture?

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walk, walk, walk on a leisurely but muggy weekend!

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view of the Queensboro Bridge (or the 59th Street Bridge)

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now I understand why the "Domino" brand of sugar is available everywhere in the city!--it has this enormous plant at this side of Brooklyn across the East River

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this is part of a lovely pair of 3-armed lamp (it could have been 4-armed, I could not see it fully from my location), that you'd notice hanging outside of railings when you approach Brooklyn side from Manhattan

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one of the road signs painted on the ground, which on the whole, are largely ignored, including myself--I almost got run over by a biker, when an interesting scene got into my corner view & I turned to see it fully!!!

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The skyline of Brooklyn's Williamsburg nabe beckons as I approach the other end of the bridge

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lonely red colored townhouse catching my fancy---I wonder what happened to the other townhouses along the same row?

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beige colored townhouse looking warm to the eyes

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This HSBC branch could have been a place of worship before

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On my way back to Chinatown from Williamsburg

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I'd take Williamsburg Bridge among my favorite bridges todate, if not the top of my list. Why? It's both zany and a lovely structure to get into by walking, that shows the craftiness and utter irreverence of all artists and pseudo-artists who have walked on its elevated ground. You'd see all kinds of graffiti, which got me into thinking, "how can all these people get away with this?" But I know, there's no point in showing that the graffiti makes the bridge unsightly or ugly. The graffiti and the old structure make the whole stroll on this bridge worth the experience.

I've been to the other side of the bridge in Brooklyn one time I had to run an errand when I was still doing full time jobs over 2 years ago. So this was the bridge that people were pointing out to me when they were giving me instructions on how to reach one of the farthest streets that is next to the river so that I'd reach my destination for the day. It's an unassuming, well represented nabe, where I'd like to live and stay in the future. During my stroll, I saw a man with a most unusual headgear, a hat made of something like a fur from a dead animal, plus a long dark-colored coat, with 3 small young girls. Based on the curls on the man's ears, plus his beard, plus the looks of the 3 girls who almost look the same, they're Jewish, and they're going opposite my direction. One of the girls was giving me very curious looks, aghast perhaps at seeing someone like me whom she couldn't pigeonhole as of yet ha ha ha. I was amused; I would have taken a picture of them, but decided not to, just to preserve their privacy amidst the open space out there on the Williamsburg bridge. And I got reminded again, that whenever I see conservative Jewish people in their prescribed attire staying, leading their community lives together in a nabe like this one, or even anywhere in the city, that gives me a reassuring sign that I can live there myself, even I'd be surely an oddity (me, being Asian, being bilingual, wearing a pony tail, being a freelancer) myself. What difference would it make, anyway?