I spent a good part of today walking around downtown Salt Lake City.
Walked down I Street from 12th Avenue. When I was in middle school at Bryant Intermediate, I'd walk down 7th Ave to I Street, down I to South Temple, and over to 800 East.
I must have walked that route 500 times at least, and today I walked part of it again, and I was struck by how little I recognized much of it. Sure, it's been nearly 20 years since I was in 7th and 8th grades, but the sense of familiarity I felt was only the most general possible.
I recalled the flow of the land, as it were—I Street's pretty steep from 7th Ave down to 5th, but then the slope levels out somewhat and by 3rd Ave it's nearly flat. That was familiar to me.
The houses, though, and the landscaping, all of that was new to me in a way. It was nice, because I saw it all as fresh and unspoiled, wandering an unknown part of a known city, and it was a pleasant way to pass the time as I walked down.
Then I passed the Masonic Temple at 650 E South Temple, and turned down 600 East toward Smith's Marketplace in the 400 block. I had several packages of wire nuts to return after I didn't need them during the recent rewiring of the automatic sprinklers at my mom's house. That took a couple of minutes only, and I had a quick lunch at The Pub (or is it Desert Edge Brewery?) in Trolley Square while I flipped through about a hundred pages of Angels & Demons.
Ended up at the Salt Lake City Public Library main branch at 400 S and 200 E (I wonder when they'll put a newer photo on the main branch info page?). Spent a couple hours there before trudging up the hills home around 20:45.