Finally a new travel mobile – r-pod 182 G

    Tatatataaa…. !! There it is, our new travel mobile, a Toyota Tundra with a Forest River r-pod 182 G, Hood River Edition. It’s not at all what we thought it would be. In fact, it’s the opposite of what we had in mind. How did we end up with a trailer? Back in…

Who are the American Indians on the Library ?

As I walked around the corner of Progressive Grounds, the small cafe, I felt the warm Bernal Heights concrete under my feet. He was already waiting: SF Giants cap, black sunshades, large beard, red caro shirt, denim jacket with two pins, blue jeans. Reuben Rude, the artist who painted the mural on the Bernal Heights library. The mural…

Mondays Around the World ~ Traveling in Belize City

John, a Canadian originally from Windsor, Ontario, is just beginning his world travels outside of North America. He started his trip in Cancun, Mexico and has since gone South, most recently through Belize. He has spent time in San Ignacio, Cayo Province and on the key island of San Pedro. In Belize City he stayed with…

Barefoot youth

No cars, no bikes, no one else, the whole street … ours. At the end of our dead end road at the end of our small village was just enough space for one car turning and our bikes and buckets and soccer balls had to be moved to the side before the car could turn.…

Barefoot

My number is G203. Currently they are serving G180 at DMV in San Francisco. As this is going to take a while, I’ll use the time to confess. I confess that I am barefoot. I have to confess because going barefoot is in cities of first world countries something that is, in the minds of…

Kite surfing in Hatteras, North Carolina

Freezing water soaked through the leather on the inside of my neoprene gloves. The bone-chilling cold numbed my fingers. I knew that my hands were holding the bar but I couldn’t feel it. The left side of my face seemed to be covered with icing. Every body part would rather be in the hot tub.…

When the dead come for a visit ~ Dia de los Muertos

Oddly but truly the day when the dead return for a visit: Dia de los Muertos. Last Saturday I wanted to take pictures of the Procession through Mission District, San Francisco. Packing my bag I thought about light ratio, lenses, filters and charged batteries. When I arrived at 24th and Mission, I admired a huge…