most important rule- know your clientele. jillian, a friend of many years, was making her way from portland to her mother's place in colorado.
(when i moved to san francisco, i had three bags in my hand. she was able to bring a wagon full of "essentials," including the rocking horse packed on top of her car)
she tends to favor a taste in counter-culture and poke fun at societal inconsistencies, flavors we both have in common which led to a budding friendship way back from our undergrad course in current events scholarship. we were the snarky duo that laughed at our fellow students' ignorant observations. ... the good ol' days.
with that in mind, i took her to the one neighborhood that was sure to satisfy - the haight. plenty of galleries and shops devoted to recycled clothing, music, art and culture galore.
we spent a good ten minutes staring at buttons.
after a few good laughs, we made our way to another reason why we got along so well - diners. jillian and i spent the majority of our friendship in new jersey diners. again - the good 'ol days.
on our way over, she had a brief encounter with a san franciscan protestor. a stupid protest.. to each his own.
(that's a jerusalem t-shirt, but the way. i somehow forgot that i was wearing my woody allen t-shirt, otherwise i would have been in the picture myself.
after dining, of course there was another signature part of san francisco culture that i'm happy they got to experience : the protest.
i love this photo
it was on our way back to my apartment, so we marched and shouted slogans for equal rights.
at the end of the protest, across the street from my apartment, jillian had a thought. thankfully, i was filming
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