Spontaneous poem based on a strung-together list of leftover inspirational chalk notes.
Japantown is just a few miles down Geary but is a world away. At the Japan Center mall, window displays call out with kimonos and teapots for the traditionalist or sticker photo booths and big-eyed, freakishly adorable figurines for the younger crowd. Maneki greets you with a raised paw at every turn.
This week my two wheels were a passport to a collision of old and new Japanese traditions and a uniquely San Francisco experience. Sumo was in town!
DIY spirit was alive and thriving with something for nearly every taste. I was excited to see the variety of zines on hand, from the classics…
We had a foggy Saturday here in San Francisco, but it didn’t stop a little neighborhood exploration.
There’s something universal in complaining about the weather…In any case, as a cyclist my days are more intimately tied to the heat, chill, wind, and rain than someone who hops on BART or commutes in a car on the freeway.
For my fellow cyclists who may be feeling more of the downside of the love/hate relationship with The Wiggle, I offer maps of several road-tested alternatives for commuting to work from The Richmond to Civic Center, Downtown, or SOMA.