We Arrive at the Queensboro Bridge!

Clarence's person decided that we should take a taxicab to the entrance of the Queeenboro Bridge because it was a little too far for us cats to walk. We are not youngsters anymore, you know. And neither is Clarence's person! Let me tell you something! Those cab drivers in New York city really know how to make those taxis move! It was more thrilling than a roller coaster! (In a streak of profound stupidity, I did get on one of those contraptions!)

We are now on the bridge!

The walkway for pedestrians.

Looking back.....

Looking through the wire fence. That is to keep humans from falling off the bridge. We cats are too sure footed to make that mistake.

The iron work of the bridge. Above us, a human was painting it.

This is Roosevelt Island. Humans live on here.
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