I see road kill; small toy jeep, no wheels, broken cellphone, interesting blue box, a quarter! (no i didn't pick it up and it was gone the next day), phone cards, lots of broken bungees...
I pass two schools complete with school crossing guards one of which recognizes me and says hello, a vegetable market and a minimarket.
I cross over the interstate highway and laugh at the incredible traffic backups
and of course I get to ride my bike in the morning through an empty factory building where they used to build airplanes from 1943-1988.