|fotografia of me and one of my favorite buildings near Chinatown by Carolina |
(who I met in Guanajuato no less)
I travel for school these days. I explore. I romp around the streets of San Fran, Berkeley, Oakland, Alameda, and thensome.
|Vesuvio Bar next to City Lights Books|
|Half Moon Bay|
|A class picture|
|Dia de los Muertos, The Mission|
Overall, this gypsy life style is intense. I wonder if I'm too old for it, too old for the sleep overs at friends, too old for carrying everything on my back, and too old for new explorations. Then I wonder if it's just a "this American life" dream that makes me feel so tired. Then I wonder if part of me just lingers behind with my grandpa. Last, I wonder if I just need some sleep at the end of so much romping about.