On Christmas day, I few into Oakland airport. Upon arrival, I took various public transportation modes, possible all of which Oakland has to offer to meet my friend Audrey. Between BART and the bus, I had some time to kill. I made it onto the ghostly street of Telegraph and planted myself in the sun light in front of the Fox Theater as I waited for Audrey to call me.
Once I was at Audrey’s house, I relaxed in her small apartment while she decompressed from her recent trip with the family. I have some mixed feelings about Oakland. It has always scared me a bit. Perhaps it is its industrious nature that I wouldn’t expect her back yard to look so rural.
Then there is Ray Ray, Audrey’s cat. He is such a loveable, playful cat. We got along straight away and he was so kind as to model for me. This is one of my favorites:
This was the scene in her room, a few minutes before I departed…