The train bridge over head, the Mississippi below, Willa on David's shoulders, me taking deep breaths. I don't like cliffs. Heights are fine, until you get to a cliff.
The "art" we found. It was unexpected which made it even better.
Vibrant colors, bold lines, we'll take art wherever it is.
Other beautiful sights along the walk.
Down on the Mississippi.
We'll also give time outs, anywhere and anytime they're needed.
Climbing.
Holy Jeans Emma!
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