We left Boyle Heights quite late and we took 6th St. bridge to go back home. We stopped at the middle of the bridge, because the view was breathtaking. I wished, most of time, to be able to capture moments just like how I see it. Maybe having a camera implanted in my head.
I like this picture.
Here is a clearer view, perhaps, of the river.
You can see the railroad tracks on the other side of the bridge
the train
We rode by this huge ramp/driveway and Guy attempted some tricks
and another...
Bianca ran into us
Here's a short clip of Guy
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