A specific pathway appeared to be the most concentrated of all the objects in the park. As I approached the start, a girl ran directly across the path, chasing a stray soccer ball her boyfriend had kicked too hard just to get a good laugh as she ran to try and catch it in vain. After she finally got the ball, she tried unsuccessfully, to get him back by counter-kicking it too hard but it just flew off in a random direction and thus she was forced to run after it once again. It was absolutely pitiful but they seemed to be thoroughly enjoying themselves in the cool evening air, taking in the beauty of the skyline and just enjoying the outside. Eventually they tired and settled on the massive boulder located in the center of the park, cuddling and peering across town lake to the ever shifting urban metropolis that is Austin.
By this time it was getting darker and I noticed a large group of people moving robotically across the pathway towards the parking lot. They almost never got more than a foot away from each other and they were walking very slowly. In order to avoid disturbing a group of young soccer players sitting next the path, this group chose to stay to the south of the path, never actually stepping onto it but following parallel. The group leader was a boy of about ten pushing a baby stroller followed by some female members of his family. A young girl in the group looked off towards downtown and said something unintelligible to another member of the group, to which the woman responded by pointing at the UT Tower, as if she were answering her question. When the group reached an especially muddy portion of earth, they veered further off the path to avoid getting the stroller stuck. In the process, they cut off a young girl in a Rasta hat walking north towards Town Lake. She paused politely, but quickly made up for lost time after they passed by running a few steps ahead. The group eventually intersected the pathway where it hit the parking lot and shuffled into a large minivan, concluding their relaxing day at the park.
The aforementioned Rasta girl listened to her Ipod and continued to walk swiftly down the path towards a group of teenagers gathered in a circle at the end of the path. The path ended abruptly in the center of the grass, which seemed odd for some reason. However, it was interesting to note how far from the parking lot people ventured before veering off in their own directions. This particular group settled right in the middle of all the action. It became apparent that these teenagers were very loud, hyper, and simply enjoying being in Zilker Park on such a beautiful day. The Rasta girl seemed slightly more withdrawn than her peers, and chose to stand on the outside of the mayhem as her friends kicked a soccer ball to one another. She and another girl set down together and shared headphones as Rasta girl played her favorite I Tunes for her friend. Eventually, they all settled in the grass staring towards downtown, laughing and talking about how much fun they had together in the park that day.