The tech crowd pouring in from India to the valley needs to be fed, and it doesn’t eat beef burgers 🙂
So right outside the Google campus, you find these amazing food trucks serving the same delicious street food you can find in India; vada pav, dabeli, misal pao, cholay kulche, bhelpuri, lassi, malai kulfi.. you name it! And it tastes real! 😋
So the moment we got off the BART on 24th and mission st, I get a message from my friend Jasen who says “If you have time, hit up murals in the mission district”
Perfect timing! Thanks, we’re right there! And there indeed, you enter an open air museum of beautiful painted murals in alley ways.
Although off different graphical and cultural influences, many tell the story of the gentrification of this neighbourhood and the life of the lower income mexican population.
There was quite a bit of tension on the day of departure, as issues with our rented apartment were adding to the stress of the departure.
We left my parents in Orleans’ train station, went to Paris, canceled our Navigo passes, had a quick lunch in Denfert Rochereau with Mary’s sister and continued to the airport.
The checkin with FrenchBee was a terrible mess but the rest of the flight went smoothly.
My cousin Abhishek was kindly awaiting us at the airport and drove us to his beautiful house in Castro Valley, just outside SF.
So we’re starting the trip with the most luxurious part; there we are, pampered by my cousin and his wife Tanvi, in a house with king size beds, a swimming pool, a heavenly garden full of oranges, lemons, grapefruits, apples, pears, figs, tomatoes.. you name it!
The area is beautiful as well, surrounded by forests and a lake nearby, we were even welcomed by a family of deers hanging out just outside the house!
We shouldn’t get too used to it or the rest of the trip might seem like a harsh drop!
Oh and school has started for Leo! He started following the syllabus of the CNED on the iPad. We’re still trying to figure how we’ll organise our days around this.