Turning to the left at the end of Wiese, I walked myself up to Tillstrom. I went for a ways, then I turned around. I was about to go back home, when I thought it might be interesting to take a mysterious road up the hill. It was gravel, so I thought it might be a drive way, but it was clearly marked as a road, actually a lane. Anyways, I went to the top, and there was a beautiful view. I was standing next to a house that was in the making. It was basically a construction site. I was on my way down, when I saw a guy with no shirt on, he looked at me. I took my head phones off and waved while I said the word "Hi." He said "What are you doing?" I said "Just looking." He said "What?" I yelled a little louder "Its a nice view!" He shrugged it off and said "Oh." I don't know if he was mad because I went up the road that was probably actually a drive way.
At the bottom of the hill, I thought about where I would go next. Bohna Park road seemed to take me. I went up a hill, then I saw 5 or 6 chickens in a pen. They were making noises that chickens make. I really like those noises. They are really funny. I felt like I should turn around, but I didn't. I Just kept going. I turned on Hacienda Rd. It went for a ways. By this time, I felt like I was getting pretty far away from home, but it didn't seem to matter anymore. I just kept going.
At the corner of Hacienda and 222nd, I pulled out my ipod and tried to connect to a wireless internet. Luckily I found one. It didn't have a strong signal, but I just needed to load a map. I discovered that 222nd led to 212. From the looks of the map I determined that it would probably be shorted to go to 212 and up Wiese then to go back from where I came. I was also interested in not backtracking, because, I like exploring, and seeing what I already saw just isn't nearly as fun.
222nd was long and there wasn't much shade. It was about 1:40 p.m. and 90 degrees. I didn't have any water with me, and my feet were getting tired. I was kind of nervous about crossing 212, but I did it, easily enough. The highway was hot and smelly. The pollution the cars on the asphalt reminded me of the description in the book, Warriors, where there were these cats who called the cars monsters and the road, a thunder path. They hated the thunder path because of its filthy stench, and because of its danger.
It was good to be back on Wiese Rd. I was getting thirsty, and I couldn't wait to get home. Down a hill and up another one, The shade was nice there compared to the other roads. I ran up to the door. I remembered locking it when I left. Apparently no one had unlocked it since. I rand the door bell, hoping that Karly was awake. She came to the door as I watched through the glass, which I had to bend over to do so. She asked me where I had been. I said "I took a long walk." She asked, "Where?" I said " Lots of places." I went to the kitchen and ate a raspberry and a few blueberries. Then I got some water. I took a shower, then I microwaved some frozen spaghetti and ate it with an english muffin as I watched Karly play Burnout on the X-Box.
It was an interesting day. I was tired, the day went on, I watched a movie with my dad and sister, I ate Ice cream, now I'm writing this. Life goes on... Its hard to know what to do sometimes, I guess I know what to do when I'm bored. I'll just walk.
