I spent yesterday (National Walking Day!) strolling Wilshire from its start at the corner of Grand downtown all the way to Fairfax as part of a radio piece. It just so happened that my final destination for the evening—a car-free panel at SAG, which is already online—was a few blocks away from my stopping point, so it worked out perfectly. The only snag was that I planned to end at LACMA for art and cocktails, and forgot that it was closed on Wednesdays. So I went around the corner to Tom Bergin’s for whiskey instead. Which worked out juuuuuust fine.
When I mapped out the 6.5 mile trek on Google Maps it said it would take two hours, eight minutes on foot. I thought I gave myself plenty of time to walk and gawk, but the adventure ended up taking OVER FIVE HOURS. The reason? I couldn’t help myself. I would go into buildings that piqued my interest, cross back and forth across the street to get different perspectives of the same block, and talk to anyone who’d have a conversation with me. It was quite different than any walk I’ve ever done in the sense that I really just let myself explore.
All that meandering also translated into some serious mileage. Appropriately, for National Walking Day, I hit over 24, 200 steps, and almost 10 miles.