I have made an incredible discovery. I have found a natural habitat for style bloggers: Brooklyn Bridge Park at the golden hour.
I thought I might go down by the water, put my camera on the steps, and take some photos. However, I immediately realized it would not be possible. All over Brooklyn Bridge Park there are people with tripods. Everywhere. I’ve never seen so many shutterbugs out at once (except maybe at blogger events).
I got these behind Jane’s Carousel, in what I thought might be a quiet area. Nope, three more tripods hiding out, and more infringing on my spot. I, not having a tripod, plopped my camera on the steps and took some photos of myself anyway. The Manhattan Bridge gets no love from the photogs, which is probably the only reason I got this little bit of empty space.
I feel so lucky to be able to be here. To take a bus and a train and be in Brooklyn and see this is just incredible. Watching the sun set behind the Brooklyn Bridge is one of the best things I have ever seen.