We finally walked across the Brooklyn Bridge! It was a very rainy afternoon. This photo is by M because I used up my phone battery at the Morgan. When we were almost to Krista's place, M's battery ran out, so we had to ask at a gas station if we could plug in the phone and double-check the address. He sent us to the garage next door where two mechanics were standing around waiting for someone's car to break down. They let us plug in the phone until it charged enough to get Krista's address. "Are you from Europe?" the mechanic asked, probably finding it hard to believe that any American would end up in this predicament.