The Art Murmur First Friday art walk was one of my first bonding experiences with Oakland back when I mostly lived and breathed in Berkeley, and it remains one of those things I keep meaning to do more often.
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One foggy San Francisco Sunday, I finally made it to the Marin Headlands. Stupidly inaccessible by public transit, the headlands have been the single most elusive day trip of my five-year Bay Area existence. It's a beautiful area, a straight 20 minute drive from where I live near Daly City, and now I own a car so there are no more excuses.