On Thanksgiving, my dad and I tried to distract ourselves from our impending post-meal lethargy by taking a drive along the newly-completed 125 freeway extension. That the toll was free because it was so shiny and new was just an added bonus.
Here is the bridge connecting eastbound Hwy 54 to the 125 south:
The FastTrak apparatus, dangling from above:
A nice stretch of undeveloped land in Chula Vista. I’m afraid that it won’t stay that way for long: even with the housing market crawling to standstill, someone is going to want to pave over and build up on it all. I’m still nostalgic for the days when this entire area was mainly green hills dotted with cows. Moo.
The toll booths on either side of the freeway resemble floating, dismembered hangars to me.
Another bridge, just before the highway ends at the 905 freeway. I’d need to check a map, but all I could see over the side are a couple of dirt roads running beneath it.
Finally, the end of the road. Head east to the Otay border crossing, and west towards the ocean.
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