There is one by my parents' house that I've visited frequently for my whole life, but not for a while. Sometimes I bring their dog with me, but she gets too excited and my hands hurt by the end with all her pulling (normally I'm pretty good at curbing this behavior with her). It would be a nice change of pace, and better than just a stroll around the neighborhood (getting taunted by all those apartments around me grrr).
It's weird. I only started manifesting my anxiety as anger this year. Before it always went to sadness or I just kept it in. I never considered myself an angry person before.