Early birds once again, last teary hugs from aunts and a short fly down to the other end of California to pick up the car at LAX. Time to hit the road and experiance the glory of america’s wild west. First stop, Las Vegas, ye haa! One problem, Tahn has never driven on the wrong … Continue reading Road tripping over large cracks of earth
4:00am cold, dark and still feeling the effects of yesterdays hangover. We arrive at the Greyhound bus deport and are greeted by the smell of a urinal, a dark concrete alcove spattered by huddled figures, makeshift shelters, coughing and muttering. We ascend and a surly security guard checks and rechecked our tickets before letting us … Continue reading Cowboy adventures and bitter sweet partings
The last bitter-sweet moments of San Francisco left us pining as our departure grew near. We fell in love with this city and met wonderful people in the process. As time grows shorter, each moment seems all the more precious and there is just too much to fit in. Aunt Sue had given us passes … Continue reading Farewell Linden
We have settled into the house now, enjoying a brief interlude of sunshine in the otherwise grey sky’s. Emmily paints a skeleton on the floor of the studio as I try to gather the last couple of weeks into a tangible form, whilst waiting for renders. We have been seeing a lot of the family, … Continue reading Museum, galleries and music events. Oh My!!
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 … Continue reading Adventures in the hood
Looking for our new home we were advised to seek Craigslist, an internet community board incidentally started in San Francisco. We found a couple that looked OK and booked in to see them. On our way down Market St we were approaching the address of our first stop among the porn theaters and homeless folk, … Continue reading Warm Welcome
Expectantly we waited by the Hilton in downtown San Francisco for the bus to take us to Tom and Nina. A man waited beside us with a large pile of luggage and a backpack which seemed to be mysteriously barking whenever a pedestrian strolled past. On closer inspection the bag contained a small yapping dog. … Continue reading Los Angeles