TSDK No. 46. The Boulevard of Nowhere in Particular

A flaneur in the Lone Star

On my last couple of visits to Scotland I have undertaken a series of existential voyages, retracing ancient routes, reading the landscape like a palimpsest. “What if I tried the same thing in Austin?” I wondered. The problem, of course, is that there are no ancient routes to follow, so instead I walked a stretch of Lamar Boulevard, one of the oldest ro…