These are a few photos of a beautiful old bridge in Providence. I have been trying to figure out how to get to it, and a few weeks ago I finally made it. The bridge doesn't operate anymore, but someone (presumably a vagrant) is building a house boat/raft underneath. Such a carefree notion, makes me want to pick up and float away...
Also, this is the only place I've ever been to where I loved the graffiti. It adds to the bridge I think, constantly changing and updating it, chronicling time, and making the tired old iron completely modern.
