Jay was a statue as he stared at the rust red structure in front of them.
‘Incredible. A hundred times better in real life.’
Eloise shrugged her shoulders. ‘Bit of a let down, I reckon.’
Jay glared at her. ‘A let down?!’
‘One thing, it’s not even-’
Jay interrupted. ‘Gold. Everyone says that.’
Eloise bit her lip. ‘But not just that. It’s… I was expecting arches and pylons and suspension cables. Not this one metal beam across a railway line and a few roads.’
She paused, then asked earnestly, ‘Are you sure this is actually the Golden Gate Bridge?’Follow @jessieansons
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