You'd think this was my fave bridge in New York. But actually my favorite is the Queensborough Bridge.
There was a time when sights of the Queensborough - whether in the car or on the subway - meant I was close to home. Nowadays, it's the Tappan Zee that signifies being close to home...
I remember thinking I could never ever live outside of Manhattan. It's not that bad, actually. Except when it is...
But this bridge...It's kinda nice to look at, isn't it?
I love the mood you have created with this photo. I want to get a trench coat, a fedora, a zippo lighter, and light up under the bridge as the mystery of the city unfolds, as you appear out of the fog.!