“Freedom is just chaos with better lighting”
― Alan Dean Foster, To the Vanishing Point
Almost three years ago, while the Margaret Hunt Hill Bridge was still under construction, I took a photo of a train going by on an old railroad trestle next to the new bridge. Now, the city has opened up the beginning of a network of trails in the river bottoms, and I was able to pass underneath that old trestle.
I never realized how old it really was.