|© Alexandra Wallace, 2013.|
The first time I ever saw the Golden Gate Bridge was with Christopher; I had just turned eighteen, and we were embarking on the first leg of our tour that summer. He drove us there and we stood on it, and looked out over the edge. I remember the exact album and songs we were listening to, the way the air felt, and all the sailboats floating under us. I had even brought my 35mm camera to take photos of it, only for the film to be ruined a couple days later when I had to try and change rolls in a makeshift public restroom darkroom.
I loved revisiting it with him, and this time I finally have photos to prove we were there!! <3