There is a small river, more like a large creek, at the “end” of our colony, called Rio Churubusco. When we first moved here, the water was a neon green, presumably with algae.
Since the end of January, the government has been reconstructing the banks on both sides, as well as constructing concrete walkways. The water has been diverted, somewhere, while they work.
They have completely redone the small walking bridges that cross over the river, as well. And what a nice job they have done, too. I am anxious to see what it looks like when they are finished.
There are six lanes of traffic, three in each direction, that separate one side of the river from the other. I was unaware of the path the river took until we drove on the other side of thee road the other day.
I will attempt a photo of it in the next few days. I am not holding my breath. Nor should you.