Home is where the heart is, and I left mine in San Francisco. Last week I traveled south and spent some time hanging out with friends / family in The Bay. It felt good to be back in a place where it’s hard to go more than 20 mintutes without running into someone you know. There’s something to be said about knowing people by name in every neighborhood you’re in.
One of the first familiar faces I ran into was my cousin Evian Reyes. We’re not really related, but we like to pretend we are. I don’t think I ever realized what a tall city San Francisco is. Maybe living in Portland has given me that perspective, but damn. There are some serious cloud scrapers starting to pop up in SF. I’ll have more photos to share over the next couple of days, until then enjoy these shots from day one. In the words of EARTHGANG – my partner always said that I’d go far if I stayed from around here.