Really, this post should be called Oakland Day #1, seeing as that is where I went today and what this blog is going to be mostly about, but in the spirit of being consistent and the fact that groupings of 5 are supposed to be lucky (or something like that.. according to Japanese Zen or something but don't quote me on that because I don't fully recall).
I caught the BART from Powell station in downtown San Francisco to 12th Street in Oakland. It's basically a subway, and to get to East Bay, it goes under the bay. To be specific, it was the Pittsburgh/Baypoint line (I only mention this because I remember it hahaha). When I arrived in Oakland, I don't know, it wasn't quite what I expected (I by far don't mean that in a bad way). Though, I don't know what I expected, or of I expected anything at all. I had a few reasons as to why I wanted to go to Oakland. Perhaps the more obvious being that
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