Imagine an abandoned cabin sits at the edge of Tomales Bay. Graffiti decorates its walls and a heart made of seashells on the porch. Untold stories from generations fill this tiny space. Standing next to it, the ocean breeze hits you and you’re transported back in time. This is an

By Anna Parker Realizing that I was one of approximately five people in the entire Bay Area who had never been to Point Reyes, I decided that it was time to remedy the situation earlier this week. What could be better than dragging a couple of friends along for a

While traveling during my semester abroad in college, I was totally amazed by and mildly obsessed with hostels.  The cheap, Broke-Ass friendly lodgings were always awesome in my experience, and even horror stories of drunk strangers urinating on a friend’s luggage didn’t phase me. Upon my return to the states,

Being outdoors is great.  I like it as much as the next guy, especially with my puppy, Jack White, and a big ol’ 40 in tow.  But I have to admit my idea of being “outdoorsy” is spending the day sprawled out on a beach blanket at Dolores Park.  This