Boyle Heights is one of those places I’ve explored little by little: A Gold Line train to Mariachi Plaza, a bike ride to Guisados, a stroll along Cesar Chavez. It took a longer north-to-south walk through the neighborhood last weekend to truly understand why it’s so named—these really are some heights. The sidewalks were like roller coasters, revealing peeks of downtown at each apex. As I walked down Lorena from Evergreen Cemetery, a hidden feature of this hilly landscape presented itself: A hulking viaduct that marched across the ravine. It equaled any of the L.A. River bridges in beauty and I stood there astonished at its massive scale. And then I noticed the best detail: A tire swing affixed to one of its arches. There’s always room for play.
Alissa Walker is a writer, a gelato eater, and a walker in L.A. She shares an experience from her adventures around town at CityThink each Wednesday. Follow her daily on Instagram at @awalkerinLA, on Twitter, or at her blog, and use the hashtag #betteroffped to share your own photographs of walking in L.A.