A Trip Down Mugger's Lane

Who knew I'd be spending my Saturday night underneath the Woodrow Wilson bridge?

Hiking through the woods, scaling fences and tripping over rubble.

Trying desperately to view the fireworks.

                         

And the lonely dude under the bridge was pretty creepy too. 

                          

Happy 4th of July. 

Hope there are some pretty rockin' fireworks in your day 
(which, in my opinion, are the best part of the day).