Conversations on disability, travel, family & art. Grab some coffee. stay for a while
People talk about San Francisco all the time. They left their heart there, they sit by the dock there. San Francisco is a great little city; I get it. But personally, my heart really belongs to Oakland. I love Oakland. I love it’s lack of pretense. I love it’s rough edges. I love the strong [...]
I'm feeling restless. It's a different monster entirely to feel the burn of it, the itch, yearn, pull and draw of the desire to go and be on the road already – and be a mother. It's not like I can shrug my shoulders and toss things up to fate, sell everything I own again [...]
This time, last week we were wandering around the Laney Flea Market, eating tamales, roasted corn, shaved ice and altogether pretending we were still in 'the Baja'. Then we drove over to the Fruitvale district of Oakland and continued with our self-deception, strolling around the Mexican markets and ogling everything that we bought in [...]
