While some are modest, I can remember two bridges pulling at me as a child, the spire lined walkway to Tomorrowland and the tribally adorned planks leading to Adventureland. These days, with the white towers of Tomorrowland but a memory, I am drawn towards the Adventureland bridge, with its tropical vegetation, carved sign, and, of course, its shields.Along each side of the thatched and hewn-logs passage are two shields, each covering a pair of crossed spears. In the center of each oblong shield, save one blank example, is a painted tribal portrait, in addition to the individual details and color schemes. I can remember these faces staring at me as a child, and having the urge to continue looking at my shoes. These days, they seem to be familiar friends, prodding me on to my next adventure.
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