Golden Gate Park was interesting.
After un-losing the keys we needed to get to my hiking gear, I decided it’d be a good idea to try and see how far my reach is. These knees aren’t too happy with the constant downhills, so I’m trying to move further incrementally, keep myself from being surprised by the fragility of my own body. A roundtrip to Golden Gate Park seemed like a good idea. The thing’s even bigger than it sounds. A five-kilometer long strip of beautiful nature!
I’m sure most of the trees there are 100% natural and authentic, big and old as they are. But something about how the park has shaped around that area doesn’t sit well with me. Everything about it feels so… engineered? Not in a cool tech sense, but in a let’s bring in people and earn a pretty penny sense. Lake with cool birds? Let’s rent out boats! Nice open field? Line it with barbecues! Forest of ancient-looking trees? Turn it into a disc golf course!
Don’t get me wrong, it’s really cool those things are there. If they weren’t, city people would have to travel super far to do outdoorsy things. I’m just disappointed the park isn’t a raw, untouched strip of nature is all. But hey, it’s in the middle of the city, what did I expect?
Things are so different here, I guess it messes with me a bit.