I visited the Golden Gate Bridge on a vacation to San Francisco in early 2017. I remember the feeling the cold air against my cheeks and the sounds of boats, people, and sea lions barking. As I walked across the bridge, I looked up and marveled at tall and enormous the bridge was. I never realized the massive size of the bridge through pictures I had seen. It was amazing to look around me and see Alcatraz on my right and the vast ocean to my left. I had actually visited on the same day that construction of the Golden Gate Bridge started back on January 5, 1933 which made me feel very small for some reason. Just to think that 84 years earlier, there would be nothing separating me from the ice cold waters below.