Reflection #2

The Breakwall was an area where I filmed much of my footage and recorded some sounds as well. I made around 5 trips down there in the last three months. The first trip I made down there, it was fall, but warm for fall. There was a breeze coming off the lake, enough to keep the weather comfortable. The place was deserted, it was late at night on a Tuesday or Wednesday and it was really quiet. I could hear some cars in the distance, but not enough to bother me. It was really relaxing, very peaceful, and along with the lights of downtown, it was a natural high that I wish I could bottle and sell.
There was another situation during these Treks where I had a very peaceful experience, only this one was in a different way. I was walking downtown with my buddy, down near Wisconsin Ave. and around that area. It was a Fridy night so there were people in the bars and clubs, drinking and getting stupid. Anyways, we're walking and w see one cop car drive by. Then another. Then a motorcycle cop. Then a paddywagon. And then, to top it all off, one more squad car. Five cops drove by us within 20 to 30 minutes. It was pretty ridiculous, I mean I knew if I did something stupid, I'd get busted, but I also knew if some drunk guy felt ten feet tall and badass enough to jump me, the 5-0 would be on the scene soon enough to stop me from having to kick the dudes ass. Or so I would hope.