Walk XXX: Cypress Hills & Highland Park

13 11 2011


We did it!  All thirty walks done !  In under a year, no less!

Rock on!

Length: 3.1 miles

Navigation: Muy easy-o

Weather: Brisk, but warmed up a bit as the day went on


The walk is separated into three parts: (1) Cypress Hills, (2) Highland Park and (3) Cypress Hills revisited.

1. Cypress Hills

You may remember from my first walk (on the Brooklyn Bridge and the Brooklyn Heights Promenade) that I was a bit concerned about this experiment’s timeline.  You see, I was so impressed with that particular walk, that I was worried that the rest of them would pale in comparison.  I was also worried that the walks would gradually go from awesome to suckville as we went from the first one to the last.

Thankfully, my fears were a bit unfounded (somewhat).  While the first walk was, in fact, my favorite of the thirty, there were a lot of other amazing ones.  There were also the not-amazing-but-pleasant-enough walks.  But then there were the so-so walks. And, unfortunately, there was even one shitty walk.

Sadly, the last of the thirty falls under the category of so-so.

It’s not that Cypress Hills is a bad neighborhood; in fact I wouldn’t mind living there. It’s just that there isn’t a lot to it.

Don’t worry, there are some highlights.  Such as…

...an Orthodox Church

...a synagogue that has become a church

…and also a

Oh wait, that was it?  We’re at the park already?  Crap!

2. Highland Park

One of the “interesting” aspects of this walk was that I would be steps away from Queens at certain points of this walk.  Indeed, Highland Park is shared between the two boroughs.  Judging from what I saw of it, the park is kinda “eh”-ish.

Okay, so these steps were kind of cool.

For most of the park-part of this walk, I only really got to see the sports courts.  This, to me, isn’t all that interesting.  I took a photo of it anyways, mostly because there was an autumn-y tree nearby (and this site has yet to have one of those pictured).

See? It's autumn!

There were two items that did grab my attention: a WWI memorial statue of a dude taking off his clothes (?) and a children’s community garden.

I guess it seemed appropriate at the time...


And in case you’re wondering: yes, the naked man and the children’s garden are practically next to each other.

3. Cypress Hills (Revisited)

After the park, the book had me dip into Cypress Hills again.  The next three photos are of two churches and a cool house.

I also stumbled upon a few colorful buildings that looked a bit out of place in this neighborhood.

And that, my friends, is how this blog anti-climatically ends.

No it doesn’t.  I wouldn’t do that to you guys.

Epilogue: Revisiting the First Walk (Brooklyn Bridge & Brooklyn Heights Promenade)

You remember how I said that the first walk was the best?  Well, I was so unmoved by the thirtieth that I decided to not go home but do the first walk all over again.  I changed the route a bit and sort of did it backwards.  In case you’re interested, here is the path I took:

This time I started at the Promenade and made my way into Manhattan via the bridge. It was about 3.5 miles.

Even though my wife and I photographed that walk, I decided to do it again for three reasons: (1) unlike the first time around, there won’t be any gross snow lying around, (2) I have a better camera now (so don’t forget to click the photos for the high rez experience!) and (3) it would give me something to break up the somewhat-serious epilogue with.

Memorial at Cadman Plaza

I grew up in the small suburban town of Cranford, NJ.  Back then, NYC might as well have been on the other side of the earth.  After all, Cranford was nothing like what we perceived New York to be; it was peaceful, safe and clean.  It was also a bit boring and very uninspiring.

As I got older, I found myself yearning to get out of the burbs.  I wanted to live somewhere that could inspire me to do cool things like, I dunno, make art or compose music or go vegan or organize political movements or something.

Brooklyn Heights Promenade

So eventually I would find myself hanging out in Manhattan a lot.  Sometimes I would go for a specific purpose, like to listen to jazz or some hip-hop.  Other times I would just walk around the city or sit in a park or a cafe for a bit.  Sometimes I would go by myself, other times with friends.  I also found myself in Williamsburg a half-dozen times or so during my college years.   On rare occasion, I would venture into other sections of the borough known as Brooklyn.

Still, at the end of the night I’d have to either take the PATH train or hit the Holland Tunnel and then take a boring, lifeless highway back home to small-town, NJ.  I hated leaving; I always felt like something amazing was going on in the island on the other side of the Hudson and I was missing it.

View of Lady Liberty from the Promenade

At some point after college, I got a stable job.  But this job was not in the city.  In fact, the job took me further away from New York.  It took me to the college town of New Brunswick.  So I moved there, instead of moving to the city.  Luckily, New Brunswick was a fantastic town to live in and I really enjoyed my time there.  But it still wasn’t the City.

During my two+ years in Brunswick, I met a young woman who would eventually become my wife.  At the time, she was working in Manhattan (but commuting from central Jersey, and about an hour and a half each way).  I asked her if she liked working in New York and if she would ever consider moving there.  Her answer to question #1 was a shrug.  To question #2, it was a hell-to-the-no.

So there it was.  I fell in love with the girl, but I knew that me and NYC were not destined to be.

View of Lower Manhattan from the Promenade

Fast-forward six years.

My wife and I were living in Elizabeth, NJ and were married for about three and a half years.  We both were working good jobs, but she wanted to break into a different sector within her field.  Doing so was proving to be difficult; it was one of those situations where she needed experience to get the job she wanted, but in order to get the experience, she needed, well, a job.

One night I get a phone call from her while she’s on her way home from a meeting.

“Dude, I think we’re moving to Brooklyn”.

Oh. My. God.  Did she just say that?

Apparently, she networked her way into a job in the sector where she wanted to work. Only thing was that the job was in Brooklyn.  And commuting from Elizabeth to Brooklyn SUCKS.  We had to move.

I was overjoyed.  It was like being told that you were not allowed to go to Disney World (because of, I dunno, religion or something), getting used to the fact and then:


Settle down, Gambit.

So we enthusiastically (and nervously) start making plans.  My company transfers me to another job site in Manhattan.  We find an affordable and spacious apartment (well, affordable and spacious for Brooklyn anyways) near Prospect Park almost immediately.

Months later, my wife gave me the book.  I get inspired and create this blog.

A few months after that, two life-changing events take place literally within days of each other:

  1. My wife’s job didn’t work out
  2. A small stick with some lines on it told us that she was pregnant.

It was an emotionally confusing week.  While on the one hand we were disappointed with the first bit of news, we were absolutely elated about the second one.

Added to all that was the burning question: what the hell are we going to do now?

View of Manhattan Bridge from the Brooklyn Bridge

The reality was that looking for another job was most definitely going to take some time.  And time was not something we had a lot of; as her baby bump got bigger, the harder it was going to be for her to find employment.

So we moved back to Jersey.  Specifically, back to Cranford.  More specifically, with my parents.

It just made sense.  We lost half of our income and we were living in the second-most expensive city in the world (Tokyo is #1).  And we were supposed to be getting ready to feed another mouth.  And on top of all that, all of our family is west of the Hudson.

As you can imagine, this was not a fun decision to make.  Don’t get me wrong; I love my parents, everyone gets along real well and I kinda dig the small town thing (now that I am in my early thirties).  But there it was: a year after I moved into the city of my dreams, I was back in Jersey again.  And I didn’t quite know how to feel about this whole thing.

View of the Financial District from the Brooklyn Bridge

However, now that some time has passed and the completion of this blog has allowed me some closure, I think I figured out how to feel about the “Brooklyn experiment”, as my wife calls it.

I think it’s called gratitude.

  • I am grateful that I got a chance to live in the most exciting city in the world.
  • I am grateful that I still get to visit, five times a day & during business hours.
  • I am grateful that my wife got me the book and that I decided to blog about it.
  • I am grateful that this book empowered me to discover a lot of this wonderful city.
  • I am grateful that I got to finish it, especially since the last five walks were done while living in NJ.
  • I am grateful that you guys read it, whether you followed the blog from start to finish or just visited once to view a picture.
  • Most of all, I am grateful for my wife.  Without her, none of this would have been possible.

View of Midtown Manhattan from the Brooklyn Bridge

So what’s next now that the blog is over?

As for the blog itself, I’m going to keep it up until the foreseeable future.

As for me, well, my wife is mere weeks from carrying our baby to term.  So we’re very excited.  This is our first child and I can not wait to meet him, face to face (Be’ezrat Hashem).

I also can’t wait to show him Brooklyn.  After all, he was made there.

Thanks everyone.

Special thanks to our friends who walked with us. A very special thanks to both of our families, who have been nothing but supportive of us during these “interesting times”. 
This blog is dedicated to my wife and our son (Be’ezrat Hashem).

Walk XXIX: East New York & Canarsie Pier

30 10 2011


Second to last walk, baby!  Victory is within arm’s reach!


Length: Close to 7 miles

Navigation: No problem

Weather: Brisk in the beginning, warm towards the end


The walk is sectioned into three parts: (1) East New York, (2) Canarsie Pier and (3) Paerdegat Basin

1. East New York

I’ve heard some things about this neighborhood.  Interesting things.


The book didn’t help matters by calling this walk “semi-adventurous”.


Upon closer inspection, however, the area didn’t seem that bad.

But I aint no dummy.  I used my iPhone to take pictures instead of my new expensive camera.

The walk began in the heart of East New York, where the main features were mostly murals.

Also, I found a street that was (presumably) named after one the most talented guitarists to walk this earth.

After wandering for a bit, the book took me down a long stretch of Pennsylvania Ave. The author of the book recommended taking a break at the Galaxy Diner, located in towards the middle of the street.  I found said diner and discovered that the book is in serious need of an update.


Concluding the Pennsylvania Ave part of this walk was a stroll through the Spring Creek apartment complex.  The complex itself isn’t much of a sight, but I thought it was impressive how many people live here and how well the whole campus was maintained.

Here’s a google maps picture of the entire complex:

That’s a lot of units.  I know somebody that lives there and he tells me that it’s a decent place to live.  And he has kids too.

2. Canarsie Pier

You may remember from previous walks that I’ve walked the bike path that runs along side the Shore Parkway.  Specifically, I walked it in the neighborhoods of Bay Ridge and Bath Beach.  Despite being next to the highway, both experiences were relatively pleasant.

However, the bike path that connects East New York to Canarsie was under construction.  Ergo, a not so fun walk.


Eventually, the bike path returned to normal.

And then, Canarsie Pier appeared.

You'll note that I switched to the new camera, please click for a higher rez experience.

The pier was the best part of the walk!

And there's a beach here too!

3. Paerdegat Basin

This walk had an addendum added to it, which takes the walker to the Basin that serves as the border between Bergen Beach and Canarsie.  Once I was done hanging out at the pier, I continued westward on the bike path.

Try to contain your excitement.

Eventually, I found my way to the basin.  This is what it looks like:

Wow! So worth the extra walking!

It wasn’t a complete waste.  I did get to see a bit of Bergen Beach from the other side of the highway.

I also found that I could see all the way to the WTC and Jersey City!

That’s pretty amazing considering the distance.

The black & red dot at the bottom-right corner was where I was standing. Note the distance to Jersey City.

Apart from the addendum, it was a pretty decent walk.

But who cares!  We’re almost done!

Next (and last) stop:  Cypress Hills and Highland Park!

Walk XXVIII: Marine Park, Gerritsen Beach & Mill Basin

9 10 2011

Yes yes yall.  And you don’t stop.  To the beat yall.  And it don’t stop.


Wow, just wow.  We are making it happen, peoples.  After this post, only two walks remain!

But enough masturbatory writing.  Let’s get it started!

Length: 5 3/4 miles

Navigation: Pretty easy

Weather: Cool at the beginning, warm towards the end


The walk has been sectioned into four parts: (1) Gerritsen Beach, (2) Marine Park (the actual park), (3) Marine Park (the neighborhood) and (4) Mill Basin.

1. Gerritsen Beach

I was very excited to visit these neighborhoods because I have always been interested in the more remote, hard-to-reach parts of Brooklyn.  That, and I heard nice things about all three neighborhoods.  Right off the bat, Gerritsen Beach did not disappoint.

I really enjoyed walking through these tiny little streets.  It felt like somebody took a bit of down-the-shore Americana and stuck it at the edge of Brooklyn.  It was very quiet and people were very friendly.

Can't you just hear the doo wop by merely looking at this car?

The Gerritsen Beach part of the walk concluded with a glimpse of the Tomaqua Marina, inconspicuously nestled among the small residential neighborhood.

2. Marina Park (actual park)

This park is part of the larger Gateway Recreational Center, which also includes parts of Queens, Staten Island and New Jersey.  Before I actually entered the park, I got a nice view of the Marine Parkway Bridge off in the distance.

Stop squinting and click the picture!

Once I entered the park, this Brooklyn walk became…a Brooklyn hike!

I was stoked!  You see, before I moved to Brooklyn, I was an avid hiker.  It all started when I visited the Holy Land and…eh, it’s kind of a boring story.

But the bad news was that most of the park was closed.  I could only go so deep into the hiking trail.  They didn’t offer a reason, just a big metal gate with a “no trespassing” sign.

That was disappointing.  However, I tried not to let it ruin the walk.  Here’s some photos I managed to grab:

3. Marine Park (the neighborhood)

The book had me take in a little bit of the surrounding namesaked neighborhood.  It was cute.

Then a mural happened.

But the coolest part of this neighborhood is the Lenape Playground!




Intermission: Pastrami Sandwich at Mill Basin Deli

After the park, I scurried around a bit until I ended up at the Mill Basin Deli.

Well, technically, it might be in the Flatlands

The book describes the place as the best kosher deli in all five boroughs.  So you know I had to at least try their pastrami sandwich.

And like any good deli, the sandwich came with sour pickles.

The verdict?


Damnit, now I want another one.

5. Mill Basin

Mill Basin is an incredibly rich display of suburbia.  There are a lot of huge houses with front and back yards here.  This one was my favorite:

In summation, I’d have to say that the walk was very rewarding.

But since I alluded to my fondness of hikes, allow me to share with you some of my favorite pictures that my wife and I took doing same.

The ancient city of Petra, Jordan. Here is where I fell in love with hiking (also it's where they filmed an exterior for the third Indiana Jones movie).

Jerusalem Forest, Israel. When I was volunteering for an interfaith organization in Feb of '09, I was staying in an apartment that was literally a block away from this amazing bit of woods.

A view of Manhattan from Pyramid Mountain in Montville, NJ. When I arrived back to the States, my wife and I scoured the Garden State for some great hikes. This was one of them.

View from the Appalachian Trail in Vernon, NJ

View of the same slice of the Appalachian Trail

South Mountain Reservation in South Orange, NJ

A picture of me in Noanet Woodlands in Dover, Mass.

Allaire State Park in Wall, NJ

And finally, from one of my favorite walks: View of Edinburgh, Scotland from the top of Arthur's Seat.

I hope you enjoyed that.

Next up: East New York & Canarsie Pier!

Walk XXVII: Manhattan Beach & Sheepshead Bay

2 10 2011

Hey folks!


Oh wait, didn’t we Judenfolk have a holiday?

Uh...Silly Jew Day?

More on that later.  Let’s get crackin!

Length: Almost 4 miles

Navigation: Easy

Weather: Mild


I’ve separated this post into four parts: (1) west of the bay, (2) Manhattan Beach, (3) south of the bay and (4) Sheepshead Bay.

1. West of the Bay

Like the previous walk, I began relatively early in the day. This afforded me a nice view of Sheepshead Bay (as in the actual bay, not the neighborhood) reflecting a morning sun.

Remember to click the pictures for a full resolution experience.  I didn’t buy an expensive camera for nothing, ya know.

And now: Jewish justice!

Manhattan Beach was built by an avowed anti-Semite by the name of Austin Corbin. The book says he was a member of a prestigious group of good ol’ boys called The American Society for the Suppression of Jews.

And guess which group of people now takes up the majority of Manhattan Beach’s residencies?

You guessed it.

And what’s more: the first ever Holocaust Memorial Park in NYC was built here.

In ya face, Corbin!

Here’s a closer look at the sculpture:

Happy new year, folks.

2. Manhattan Beach

If we’re still comparing Brooklyn neighborhoods to NJ towns, Manhattan Beach would be the Deal of NY.

Like Deal, Manhattan Beach is a quiet area along the Atlantic Ocean with huge houses and a large Jewish population.

Oh, and it’s massively expensive to live here.

Let's face it: if you're reading this during work, you can't afford this house.

However, the actual beach of Manhattan Beach isn’t much to write home about.

The walk turned a little more disappointing at Kingsborough Community College.

You see, the walk was supposed to take me though this campus.  I was to see what it might be like to go to school along the sea and get a really cool view of the Marine Parkway Bridge, but I was told that the campus was closed for the specific weekend I chose to visit.


3. South of the Bay

Eventually, I made my way towards Sheepshead Bay (still the actual bay, not the neighborhood).

Walking along the bay was my favorite part of the walk.

All good things must come to an end.  But before they do, sometimes a footbridge happens.

4. Sheepshead Bay

This time, it’s the neighborhood I’m talking about here.

There really wasn’t much to see, except for some bungalows and some really cool graffiti.  Enjoy:

That pretty much wraps it up.  All in all, it was a very enjoyable walk.

Next: Gerritsen Beach, Marine Park & Mill Basin!

Walks XXV (Gravesend) & XXVI (Coney Island & Brighton Beach)

25 09 2011


Gravesend is a blah blah blah blah blah.


Length: 3.72 miles

Navigation: Feh

Weather: Stupid



This is what a typical street looks like in Gravesend.

You know what, let's talk about health care reform instead.

And then blah blah blah some nice houses.

After that, blah blah blah, a joke about Newt Gingrich.


Ho hum.  Nice looking church.

So if you’re looking to be bored to tears, go to Gravesend.

If you’re looking to not be bored to tears, go to Coney Island and Brighton Beach!!

Length: 5.16 miles

Navigation: Easy

Weather: Brilliant


If you’ve never heard of Coney Island, your parents hate you.  I really don’t know how else to say it.  Everybody with loving parents have already visited this neighborhood.

Sorry kiddo

The walk is split into three parts: (1) Coney Island inland, (2) Brighton Beach inland and (3) the Boardwalk.

1. Coney Island (inland)

When I hopped off the subway, it was around 9:00am or so on a weekend.  So there weren’t a lot of people around.  Anyone who has been to Coney recently will tell you that it is usually mobbed, especially in the middle of the summer.  I found it really interesting to hang out there before the crowds arrived.

My first visual treat was the first Nathan’s Famous ever to be built.  It is also home to the grossest thing ever: an annual hot dog eating contest.

Luckily, the hot dog contest was far behind us, so I didn’t have to deal.

Next up were all the amusement-type places.

Like a good ol' fashioned freak show!

Bumper cars!

Concession stands! Not open yet!

The world-famous Cyclone!

Aren’t you glad I decided to post both walks?

2. Brighton Beach (inland)

While not as exciting as it’s neighbor, ol BB got some stuff going on.  Such as the Oceana condominiums:

It’s a handsome complex that includes a public space for all to walk through.

I was really impressed with the whole outfit.  After walking through the complex, I was treated to an art deco building with a fancy-pants entrance.

3. The Rieglmann Boardwalk

The last third of the walk was the boardwalk.

Included on the boardwalk is the New York Aquarium.

After passing the aquarium, I got to see some related wall art.

Intermission: an icy at Coney’s Scones

After walking about halfway through the boardwalk, I decided it was time for a quick snack.  I decided to grab a mocha icy.

It was goooood.

But I want to pause for a minute here.  When I did this walk, it was quite sunny and a bit hot; perfect for a day at the beach.  It is also perfect for an icy.  Even some dudes at the sand-sculpture competition thought so.

Mmmmm. Sand cone.

But the dude who ordered after me ordered a dark, hot coffee.

Really?  Is this a thing that happens on the beach now?  People baking in the sun now pine for hot cup of joe? Did I miss something?  When did this become acceptable?

Anyways, Coney Scones: you done me proud.

After my tasty treat, it was time to finish up the boardwalk.  This included a trip to the Steeplechase Pier, which extends the boardwalk to the ocean.

The pier offers some very pretty views of the beach.

Looking westward

Looking eastward, with the Marine Parkway Bridge in the distance

Looking back north

Kindly click the three pictures for a higher rez experience. It’s worth the extra clicks, trust me.

The other two spectacles of note were the parachute ride and a cool old building.

And finally, the end of the board walk:

Those tents you see are part of a neighborhood called Sea Gate, which only residents are allowed to enter.  Which is kind of a dick thing to do to a neighborhood.

Whatevs.  The walk was brilliant, especially after Gravesend!

Oh, and here are some pics my wife and I took when we visited the aquarium earlier that year.

Next up: Manhattan Beach & Sheepshead Bay!


Walk XXIV: Fort Hamilton to Bensonhurst

11 09 2011

Hey peoples.

I’m gonna be straight with you here.  This walk through the neighborhoods of Fort Hamilton, Bath Beach and Bensonhurst was mostly disappointing.

Also, today is the tenth anniversary of the worst day of America’s history, so I don’t have any topical jokes (unlike my lame, predictable joke about Labor Day from the last post). To top it off, it’s grey outside.

So to get us all through, I decided to randomly place pictures of pets with hats throughout the page.

"Hi there!"

We on board?

Cool.  Stats!

Length: 4.7 miles

Navigation: Easy

Weather: A bit too hot


The walk is discussed in three sections: (1) Fort Hamilton, (2) Bath Beach and (3) Bensonhurst.

1. Fort Hamilton

Fort Hamilton isn’t really a neighborhood.  It’s actually… a fort.

It had been a while since I visited a fort and I was very excited about the idea of wandering around one for a little while.  The book listed all the stuff I could see, such as:

  • a community club
  • the Harbor Defense Museum
  • a clubhouse pool
  • cannons upon cannons
  • an entire military campus, with barracks and everything

With this excitement, I approached the fort.

I walked through the security gate, dipped underneath the BQE…

…and onto the main campus.

Hooray for cannons!

Then I got to a second security station, where I was told that due to 9/11, the fort was inaccessible to all non-invited visitors.  The only part of the fort that I was allowed to see was the museum, but that was closed for the day.

So I turned around and exited the fort with great disappointment.

I get it though.  Security and all that. But here’s what I don’t get: the book, which instructed me to romp around the military campus with wild abandon was published in 2007, well after the attacks (and the subsequent increased security measures).  Did the author visit the campus eight years before publishing the book, assuming that nothing had changed?


Immediately after I left the fort I headed to John Paul Jones Park, where the military theme was extended with a memorial and another cannon.

2. Bath Beach

After the park, it was time to sojourn over to the neighborhood of Bath Beach.  To get there, the book recommended taking the shore path that we saw in the last walk.  Only this time we continued eastward, which took us underneath the Verrazano Narrows Bridge and onward.

The southeast side of the bridge

Further out

After strolling a bit, I headed north to check out some of Bath Beach’s residencies.

I dig the turrets on these houses.


After that, I marched back to the shore path.  To be honest, the path was the only redeeming thing about this walk.

The last part of Bath Beach I got to see was its park (aptly named Bath Beach Park).

The park is not the most impressive public space , but it did have cooling fountains. I allowed myself the indulgence and ran through the fountains like an inbred idiot.

3. Bensonhurst

I have known about this neighborhood for some time, partly due to my teenage obsession with a certain gothic band that came out of there back in the nineties.

Shame their frontman was a racist, among other things...

Sadly, the only neat items to look at were a plumbing supply company store…

…and a park, which maybe had a grave at its corner.


And that’s how the walk ended.


Next up: Gravesend!

Walk XIII: Bay Ridge

5 09 2011

Happy Labor Day!

This holiday is fantastic!  We get to celebrate labor by taking a day off!

Hooray for work!

Today I’ll be celebrating by sharing with you lovely peoples a walk that I took through one of my favorite Brooklyn neighborhoods: Bay Ridge!

Length: Roughly 4.6 miles

Navigation: Easy

Weather: A bit too warm


This walk is split into three sections: (1) in and around the pier, (2) inner Bay Ridge and (3) along the Belt Parkway.

1. In and Around the Pier

I have been to Bay Ridge several times before this walk, but never really explored the coastal areas of this neighborhood.  I was delighted to see that this walk began with a quick trip to the American Veteran’s Memorial Pier.

While the pier itself is not much to look at, the views it offers are tremendous.

From left to right: Jersey City, Lower Manhattan and Downtown Brooklyn

Lady Liberty with Hudson County, NJ

The Verrazano Narrows Bridge

Be sure to click the photos to enjoy a larger-rez experience.

After I was done with the pier, the book directed me to the Narrows Botanical Garden. Even though I proudly carry a Y chromosome, I am quite a fan of botanical gardens.  So I was excited.

But then I actually got there.

I guess you don’t have to have flowers in a park to call it a botanical garden, but I always thought it was inferred.

I mean, seriously.  Would you call that a garden of botany? Not me; I’d call it a park.

So that was disappointing.  I did, however, find this one flower:

2. Inner Bay Ridge

While the bulk of the walk focused on the shore of Bay Ridge, there was a small slice of it that took me on a micro-tour of some of the neighborhood’s houses, mansions and villas.

There were a lot of brilliant houses to gawk at, but not all of them made for great photos.  Here are a few that did:

3. Along the Belt Parkway

The last part of the walk (worth mentioning) took place on a bike path that is sandwiched between the Belt Parkway and the Narrows.

If you ever had to drive to JFK Airport from outside of NYC, you’ve had to take the Belt Parkway.  While driving this road, you might have seen people jog, walk, bike, fish and possibly fornicate (I’m assuming) to your left.  If you were like me, you might have wondered what it would be like to walk along side the water (and the highway).  Well today I get to tell you:

It’s okay.

The noise from the cars are annoying, and there is zero shade.

But the views are nice.

And at the end of this leg of the walk, a mighty reward:

Over all, I’d say it was a very enjoyable walk.

Next up: Fort Hamilton to Bensonhurst!