Friday night, I hitched a ride with a friend to San Francisco. I was looking forward to starting early and traveling light to see as much of the city as possible. I brought just one shoulder bag carrying my camera, two lenses and a notebook. I wanted to capture the city through the experiences of individuals. Coffee joints were full of well oiled, tightly wound but totally relaxed people. The chef at Fresca was a modest man whose skill was to fade into the background as his skillets took prominence. Later I passed men thumbing for work on the side of the road and talked with Egyptians celebrating former president Hosni Mubarak’s abdication only hours after the news broke. Twelve hours later I was on a train back to UCSC. Travel in the Bay Area is surprisingly easy, can be cheap and is a good stress combatant. If you ever need someone to go with, you can find me on the staff list.