Shay and I walked to the far eastern edge of Rancho Cucamonga today. We met kids, construction workers, and Mormon missionaries along the way. During the latter half of the day’s walk, we looked back to see an abandoned complex of condos ablaze and filling the sky with smoke. We’d walked right by them just a short while earlier, and nothing seemed suspicious to us. Isn’t it funny the difference that a few short minutes can make..?

We waved to several passing, honking, and waving drivers, and as darkness spelled the end of another good day on the road, despite walking through endless miles of seeming stripmall eternity.

Salvador, a Couchsurfing host that we almost were to stay with in Ontario, told us he’d like to join us for tomorrow’s walk. (Cool!)