around the world in san francisco
One afternoon, when I drew a sketch, an old Chinese woman named Maggie asked me.
We sat on a sidewalk bench outside a shop specializing in woks, lined with red lanterns hanging between buildings.
A man plays two roles at a nearby corner.
The string erhu, commonly known as the Chinese violin, is full of sad melodies.
When I gave Maggie a positive answer, she stood up and walked into the wok shop and came back with a bag of individually packed snacks.
As soon as we opened the door, Maggie began to tell me the story of growing up in Hong Kong. only we were not on Chinese land, but in San Francisco, nearly 7,000 miles from her birthplace.
Forty years ago, Maggie moved to San Francisco and settled in Chinatown, but it took me only a few months to call the city of the Bay home.
After seven years of traveling and living abroad, I decided to slow down and plant some roots.
As Leonard Austin wrote in the preface to his 1940 book, travel around the world in San Francisco, San Francisco feels like a suitable new home: no other American community shows authentic color mosaics that are so interesting. The foundation and model of San Francisco\'s famous globalism.
Here, in a condensed world, it is a veritable cycle of international customs and culture.
Because experiencing different cultures is the lifeblood of my trip, this is the thing I fear the most when I settle down in America again.
If my days were filled with constant discoveries of traveling in unfamiliar places, what would I look like?
To maintain this wonderful feeling, I created a quest for myself and vowed that even if I built a new day-to-day life in San Francisco, I will take the time to explore the many cultural districts from the Japanese city to the little Italian city.
With the publication of my sketchbook, I want to experience as much of San Francisco as possible worldwide©Therefore, I hope to maintain the traveler in my heart.
Following my first entry into Chinatown, I ventured south to the Mission District of San Francisco, a community sign for a vibrant Latino community.
As I walked into the mission along Valencia Street, the store sign would soon appear in Spanish and tacliang.
But after a recent visit to El Salvador, it was a puppetry named Panchitas that attracted me.
After all, fried tortillas filled with various fillings are the national dish of the country.
Sitting at a long wooden table, I was hit by a suitcase from a traveler. ©Deja Vu.
After I had the first cheesy puppet show, I had sucked salsa and coleslaw --
Just like the top named curtido de repolllo, I CUCM was instantly shipped to South America.
I have forgotten how food does this.
It took me a whole day to explore the North Beach, a community shaped by the wave of immigrants (
Including a young Jodi Maggio and his family)
As the city was rebuilt after a magnitude 1906 earthquake, it poured into San Francisco.
After painting the classic Molinari deli for a few hours, I left my position in Little Italy looking for a bathroom and headed to the National Shrine of San Francis in Assisi, dedicated to the patron saint of the city
When the gates of the cathedral were closed, an adjacent building caught my eye.
Welcome to Porziuncola, said a volunteer named Catherine as I entered.
Once again, I felt the familiar discovery boom that defined the experience of traveling.
When I asked Catherine if she would repeat her greetings, she explained that porziuncola was roughly translated into \"little corner of the world\" in Italian, the name of this little mural
Decorated church in the shrine.
Catherine told me that this is a replica of a church in Assisi, Italy.
A famous local politician named Angela Alito has the idea of building it here [in 2008].
This is a gift for the city.
Then, Catherine showed me every architectural element of the church building, the wooden door in her handItalian carvings;
The iron railing of Alta, made of a wax model of the original railing of Assisi;
The red marble floor is cut from the same quarry that provides the Church of the same name and shipped to the United States by bargeS.
From Italy, shaped by the local masons of San Francisco.
Hardly a porziuncola with a lack of certified sources, gave me a richer flavor of Italy than I thought.
My final destination is two Saigon.
Block of Larkin Street (
Between Eddie and Farrell Street)
In 2004, it was officially designated to recognize the beef Ridge area of about 13 thousand Vietnamese-
Americans living in the city
At the recommendation of a Vietnamese taxi driver, I went home at a sandwich shop called Sing Singapore, which was not disappointing.
From the moment I stepped into the trough
I was transported to Southeast Asia.
Around me, customers talk in Vietnamese;
The aroma of incense, coffee and coriander flows through the air; and the click-
In the room at the back of the store, men in jackets crowded on dominoes and the tiles clucked.
But, after I left the apartment, when I was traveling around the world in San Francisco, I loved being with me the most.
I stopped on the side door and took out my camera, then I lifted the camera up from my shoulder looking forward to something I might stumble over along the way, and at that moment I felt like it happened
I realized that even though I put the roots down, every single cultural district kept me feeling as a traveler, and it was my own decision to walk out the front door with curiosity, open and in awe.
I want to see Maggie in Chinatown from the very beginning of my exploration.
When we say goodbye to each other, the last thing she said to me was, have a good trip.
I would love to remind Maggie that I was not reminded during my city trip, but I was wondering if she was doing it right.
Whether at home or on the road, as long as we greet each day, like a full-fledged exploration tour, we always travel.
Writer and sketch artist Rose Rardonis is a famous intelligent travel writer and author of \"light under lanterns.
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