Revelations across the Golden Gate Bridge

This job gives me a company car, my silver Chevy Impala with its huge not-to-be-missed red, round tail lights, to drive to local sites within the region of the Bay Area, sometimes Fresno. New site assignments pull me out of my box of downtown San Francisco and show me areas of the Bay Area I didn't know existed. Today I crossed the Golden Gate Bridge to Greenbrae for work, and what a majestic, sunny day it was to cross this work of engineering and architectural art. Maneuvering the curves of the 101 across, tourists enjoying the views from the Bridge, taking in the blue water of the Bay, Alcatraz in the distance, laidback sitting-at-the-dock-of-the-Bay Sausalito, the San Francisco skyline seen from Marin County - loved it! Looked up to the sky, at the red red metal spectacle above, made me so grateful to be where I am today at this point in my life. I could cross this Bridge everyday and never get tired of it, an enormous, humbling reminder of how lucky I am.