Allison Walks Taraval Street
Click through the slideshow to see pictures of Allison’s walk along Taraval Street.
This Monkey Isn't Bleak
The Outer Sunset gets such an unfair wrap as being “bleak” (see the Rachel Levin comment in the New York Times). Sure the salty ocean air has a raging appetite for all things oxidizable. And sure the Pacific fog has a habit of rolling in and overstaying its welcome like Cousin Eddie. But that doesn’t mean the neighborhood is desolate and hopeless…
Hi. My name is Allison and I am a recent transplant from the Florida Keys, a chain of tiny islands that has one main, stick-straight road, and the impossibility of getting lost. After moving to San Francisco in 2008 and getting lost for the umpteenth time, I made it a goal to walk every street to get my bearings in this hilly, twisted town. After 15 months of steady plodding, I am about 470 miles into the journey. To keep track of where I’ve been I keep a blog, http://allisonwalkssf.com.
surf monkeys rule. I wish I still had the one I got in Tijuana.