I drove over the Jaques-Cartier bridge for the first time a couple weeks ago and it may have been one of the most amazing things I’ve ever seen in my life. I arrived at the bridge from the south shore and made my way to the on-ramp. The exit comes just before the end of the road which forks at the horizon. The turn-off is tight and you’re pulled from the ground and into the air like first hill of a roller coaster. Land begins to fall away as the distance between you and the water below grows until you’re flanked by the Saint Laurence river. Approaching the first cantilever, I was struck with just how detailed the whole structure is. Not that this bridge was particularly complex but the amount of visual texture available was delightful. From the near infinite web of green triangles to the dashed white and yellow lines that delineate each lane to the series of red and green X’s that remind you what lanes are correct to be driving in, I felt amazed and a little overwhelmed. Especially driving in the lanes with dashed yellow lines on either side, it felt like I was driving into the opposing lane. The weather was also perfect. Sky as blue as the river below, clouds as few as the worries in my heart, and a clear view to the beautiful skyline. I know it’s quite rote to describe something as cinematic but it seems to be the only word I can find.