I've always said it would be a cold day in November before I walk across the Brooklyn Bridge. OK, maybe I've never said that before, but now I wish I had, because it was. Boy, what a bridge. For Shelley's last day in town we decided to walk from Chinatown, to Soho, to Greenwich Village, then down to and across this famous bridge. The bridge, and the many other sights we saw along the way, made it a walk well worthwhile.