I love bridges. My affair started when I was 20ish and speaking at a medical conference back on the campus of William and Mary in West Virginia. Yes, there was a time that I was respected by people!
Anyway, on this campus was a beautiful lazy river that ran through the campus. It has twists and bends and had neat little nooks. There were reading areas and jogging paths and benches along the route. I would jog past there in the mornings and there was a fine mist that settled over everything. It was absolutely entrancing. It made me feel like I was in a completely different world. I loved it.
The 10 days that I spent there were not long enough. I haven’t been back since but I plan to someday! Anyone want to come along?