I can actually tell when I'm near a Walmart by the increase in Nascar window decals. If more than three cars that I can see have 'em, I'm within a quarter mile of a Walmart.
I swear to Buddha that I saw a guy simultaneously prove 40 "You Know You're A Redneck If..." axioms in a Walmart parking lot once. Gun rack, confederate flag license plate, Little guy pissing on Ford Logo, coveralls with a "Bubba" nametag, over a chaw-stained sleeveless undershirt, caterpillar hat, smoking AND chewing tobacco, ancient dishwasher in the bed of his truck...
Plus he was eating a Moon pie (while chewing tobacco and smoking), which I don't think is on a redneck list, but obviously should be.
What state do I need to move to in order to not see that guy again?
OK, enough Walmart-ranting.
I like downtowns.
When I moved to Indiana, the town I moved to had a charming downtown surrounding its courthouse, with a bike repair shop, an antique store, a little hardware store, a used bookstore, office/art supply, a dollhouse shop, butch, a couple restaurants...
Now it has, hm: An antique store, a restaurant and a bank. The other storefronts are empty or rented to non-retail businesses (insurance offices and lawyers).
Same story in both the other towns I've lived in Northwest Indiana.
I liked the ten minute walk to the used book shop (er, not the walking part, but I appreciated that it was close, and I COULD do that), or stopping by the art supply place on the way home from school.
Now books and art supplies are 20 minutes away by car, and there will be 50000 people in the parking lot, and you have to remember that garbage cans are two football fields away from the other "Outdoor Housewares" in the "Containers and Kitchens" part of the store.
All of which makes "a quick trip to the store" a lot more like "a good way to waste a couple hours".