So many new places to explore around our new neighbourhood. Late mornings begin with Spongebob in bed, a hunt for breakfast in the kitchen and maybe some yoga whilst Tahn noodles on the Net. With a map and the world-wide web we pick a district or a place of interest and head out for one of our walks. I love that from where we live we can pretty much walk anywhere unless we want to cross the bay. Like catching the ferry across to Tiburon for our Sunday night dinners and visits with Grandma and the Aunts.
In our first week here Tahn was on the hunt for some VJ gigs with the drum and bass scene. He hooked up with a guy called Luke on the net and Luke invited us to a show he was DJing at just around the corner from where we live at a place called Underground SF. It was a total dive bar, the toilets were probably the worst I’ve ever seen. Which is saying something considering some of the bars in Melbourne. Quite a crowd turned out, not bad for a tuesday night. The dance floor didn’t stay empty for long and I had a great dance, damn it’s been a long time. Dotahn shmuzed with Lukin0 but to no avail. No money for a big time act like Mr Caspi. Nevermind.
Emmily’s need for artistry fed by a coupon for 40% at a large art supply store led us through the civic centre, which is right next to our neighborhood. A grand concrete zone of architecture and fine arts, with the city hall, opera house, concert halls and museums. A sprinkling of local character’s adds an odd edge to the grandiose municipal dream. Hearing a lonesome guitar we came upon a homeless person with a baby carriage for his amplifier. No one was around in the huge square, just this man playing guitar to the wind.
After much deliberation about quality of various watercolors we headed through to Japantown. Great toys, art and especiallyORIGAMI!! Emmily tried her best, but had to buy an origami book in the end. (I also gave in and bought a comic: Tekken Kinkreet) All the origami below is folded from one uncut piece of paper.
Another adventure into a neighborhood close to our apartment led us to the Mission. An area which has developed into a very arty and quirky place. Mural lined streets, many cool bars and galleries ,shops filled with oddities and curiosities including an amazing taxidermy, ferns and natural history store, a pirate shop (that’s right a PIRATE shop) with reprinted books from the 1600’s written by witches and rat catches, giant wooden draws with copper handles filled with knots, globs, nautical instraments and jars of pirate cures and unknown substances. What was once a fairly scary place has become a haven for artists and youth culture as the gentrification creeps outward.
After so much walking and being caught in a downpour we settled into an evening of happy hour mojito’s and infused vodka, at a little local bar called Madrone. An extremely friendly bartender, quirky decor and a small collection of locals made this bar one of our favorites. After a delicious dinner of Ethiopian cuisine we returned to the sounds of Oscar Myer’s jazz, soul, funk and boogaloo band, where more dancing was called for.
After days of over stimulation we were reminded by the folk of downtown what the dangers of excess can bring.
But… we prefer to play