The next day, after a morning filled with relentless work, I managed to wrap up almost a day's worth of tasks.
I briefly informed my boss and, under the guise of gathering additional materials, I headed alone towards the suburban bungalow area, armed only with a camera.
Driving solo, I used my phone to match the houses in the video; the bungalow area was vast, a veritable labyrinth of alleys where I lost count of the circles I spun before finally locating the courtyard captured by the drone.
I parked my car and observed the quaint little courtyard from a distance.
This courtyard had a unique charm, exactly the type I admired, and it seemed to carry a rich history.
It wasn't located in the congested heart of the bungalow area but on the periphery, standing alone.
The front faced the inner side of the area, and the backyard opened up to an endless plain.
The location was excellent, especially because of its style.