Scopes Monkey Travel

I split a cab from the Ferry Building to the Richmond District. My uncle has lived in San Fran (in the exact same rent controlled place) since 1981. Had the cab drop me off at The Hearth. I entered to a standing ovation from extra-middle aged regulars. I'll be staying with him for a week or two.


Typical scene outside The Hearth and my crash pad here in SF. As we stood outside the bar, catching up, Uncle stopped and uttered "Uh oh, not again" and found some treasure. We took a trip around the city in his 1991 Mercury Capri. It's a classic, sorta. And a ride over the Golden Gate to Marin County.



Here I am in Marin, that thing on my head was purchased the evening before at a 7/11 around 3 am.