Collector of Unusual Moments
My travel cravings are for the unusual, the local: taking a side road just to see where it leads. I always carry my Leica with me to eternalize all those strange encounters along the way on celluloid. My earliest travel memory is of going on a shark fishing tour in Morocco with my dad. Even after having been cut into pieces, the shark's nervous system kept firing, forcing the individual chunks to flop around all over the table. It left a deep, lasting impression on the little boy I was, and must be one of the reasons I continue to have a deep affection for the ocean. San Diego is a great place in that regard. You can go sailing, visit great museums and it's the perfect place to wind down. If you're not staying with friends, I'd recommend staying at The Lafayette.
The place I'm most excited to go next is Brazil.