I've always been a big fan of bridges, and this one was definitely up there on my list of favorites I have seen over the years (alongside the ginormous bridge over the Hoover Dam).
Something about driving of this bridge felt therapeutic. For a moment all I thought about was the road beneath the bridge, holding tight while our car drove on over it. It's kind of like life. It's like that constant that you know will never change. Sometimes you take it for granted, but you mostly sit back and remember how good it is to you, and how it is always there when you need a helping hand (in this case, the bridge helped us not fall in the dinosaur bone infested waters (I'm sure there was dinosaurs in there)).
Today is another busy day. I'm down to t-minus three days until I step foot onto a plane. I'm so happy it's almost here.
What are you up to today? Do you like bridges?