Monday, August 18, 2014

San Francisco August 2014 Pt. 1


Special thank you to Lou who drove Devin, Ryan, and I up the 101 fwy for about 7 hours.
You can find his crochet art here (Louie's Loops). It's pretty incredible what this guy can make using yarn.


One of our first stops of the trip was Aardvark Books, which has thus far been a tradition whenever we go up to visit our friends Lou and Sara. I always go to the "new releases" section first, then to the "art history" section, circle the comic book table a few times, and leave with the newest volume of High Fructose art magazine.


There is apparently a cat that wanders the store, though so far I have only seen it's bed. No cat yet, which means I'll be back.




After lunch we found thrift store, NO, which had an awesome selection of gorgeous vintage items, from lux fur coats to sparkly 80's blouses to peculiarly patterned button ups.



Our next stop was Stuff, a store we found on the side of the road while walking to our bus. It was a giant warehouse lined with chandeliers and vintage curiosities.



If you're looking for furniture, clothing, vinyl albums, wall art, vintage ephemera, kitchenware, or anything that might have existed anywhere from 20-100 years ago, you'll find it here.




One place we absolutely had to stop at was a comic book store.
The poison of choice was Isotope Comic Book Lounge.




After a long day of walking (something suburban Los Angeles residents are not so used to), those super-hero-red couches were heaven sent.


The next morning, it was time to leave. It was a short but action packed trip.


Breakfast at the Bashful Bull was delicious. I had never tried an avocado shake until that trip and I think all of us agreed it was something we craved for the rest of the day.





Leaving San Francisco is always bittersweet. I realized that things don't just get better if you pack up and move, though a change of scenery every now and then helps clear the mind. My heart will always be in SF, but I'm incredibly lucky that I get to come back home with the people who make those trips so special.




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