Tragedy of tragedies! My favorite drinking bridge–the railroad bridge spanning the Mississippi between Franklin and Lake–burned down overnight, and officials say the probable cause was fireworks. Check out the WCCO article for dramatic photos.
I had some good times on that bridge this summer…it was one of those magical spots in Minneapolis. Of course, it was technically illegal to be on the bridge, a point underlined for me a couple weeks when a date with a boy, complete with Stella Artois and Santana’s hamburgers, was interrupted by the Minneapolis Park Police.
Now to add to my impending court date for trespassing, I’ll have to stomach the loss of my favorite drinking bridge.