With one week left

I finally ran into someone who knows me from the Haight.

His name is Isaac, he goes to UC Berkeley. He was wearing a Cal T-shirt and I had just met another UC studentstudent a few minutes earlier and I mentioned that.

“Are you from San Francisco?” he asked. “I think I know you.”

“I work at Roberts Hardware and I give Haight Ashbury walking tours…” I answered, starting the litany of where  most people know me from.

“No. You live on Masonic and you sometimes have garage sales. I recognized your tattoos.”

This happens to me a lot. I’ve run into people who know me or I know in NYC, Rome, Portland, Honolulu, Vancouver, and in Bangkok (twice). I was beginning to think it wouldn’t happen this trip.

Oh me of little faith…

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