Sunset wasn’t for another couple of hours and it was early spring and the air was clear and the upstairs outdoor bar was packed with college kids, locals and out-of-towners relaxing on a Friday night. It was perfection, bar food and trendy, local hard cider and laughter and the sun on our faces. Our crew … Continue reading Is Mind Over Matter the Cure for a Phobia?
When I’m a passenger in a car going over a bridge, nothing can make me feel better about the experience except not having to drive over the bridge or just getting the ordeal over with. And to anyone who drives me over a bridge, I’m both thankful and sympathetic because you’re helpless to help me. … Continue reading How to Drive a Gephyrophobiac Over a Bridge
My brain must have been working overtime the other morning because I had a sudden meshing of two childhood events which may help resolve the mystery of where my fear of bridges may have begun germinating. The two events have nothing to do with bridges but they do have to do with water. I learned … Continue reading Jumping In
What super-sized carrot would have to be dangling from a string for you to walk across this bridge? And if you’re not afraid of crossing bridges, substitute your own fear. And if you have none, well this post won’t mean much to you. For me a year-long guided trip around the world would get me interested … Continue reading What Would You Put Your Fear Aside For?
I haven’t been over a big bridge in 42 days. But who’s counting. I usually don’t but I was curious. I was deleting photos and saw the ones I’d taken of the Throgs Neck Bridge. I wasn’t driving of course. My husband was. I looked hard at the photos to figure out in detail what … Continue reading Feeling the Throgs Neck Bridge
The Kosciuszko bridge is being blown up (down) this summer. It’s 77 years old and the new 2-span bridge alongside it is being built now. When I heard about the demolition plans last month, I thought, I’ve got to see this in person. Maybe witnessing the mile-plus long bridge fall to pieces would allay my … Continue reading This Bridge is Going Down Without Me