Today I went for a walk through our neighborhood.

Last week when I went to the supermarket after work, I locked myself out of the car at the parking lot. I had forgotten that I had put my keys in shopping a bag, so I closed the trunk with a satisfying "bang" sound and realized right away that I wouldn't be able to get into the car.

It was a beautiful afternoon so I decided to walk home. And so I did, and I realized how rare it had become for me to walk from the supermarket to home. When we lived in Arlington we didn't have a car, so we would do all our grocery shopping on foot. Not always convenient but at least we would walk and see the neighborhood.

So today I went for a walk again, to explore the area. A few months ago I had seen an interesting stone formation not to far from our house, and I thought that perhaps it's a monument or something historical, so I decided to walk to there.

Almost immediately after I left our apartment complex, the sidewalk stopped. There was no other way than to walk on the grass.

LaSalle, the street I was walking on, crosses a highway.

After a while there was a sidewalk again, now at the other side of the road.

Coca Cola distributor on Hillsborough Road. There are so few people walking, that I noticed I got suspicious about the people who were: "what that guy doing there? Why is he walking and not by car?".

An old saloon in Texas style. Though closed (and for sale), the cactus plants are still growing.

A Mexican store, Don Jose, on Hillsborough Road.

My end point was this set of these stones. Not a monument or something historical, as I had thought...

...but the start of a small park around a water filtering plant.