
The hippy culture has left its time-defying memorabilia in every corner (and window-display) of Haight Street; but it's the Beats skid marks on North Beach - where they started or ended just another of their holly journeys into the American unknown - that captivate the adventurous and sophisticated visitor.

Right opposite City Lights, in Jack Kerouac Alley, Vesuvio cafe oozes decadence the second you venture through its doors. Pictures of the above wild bunch of intellos create an unlikely backdrop, their malign presence almost instructing you to dash out on another street adventure.

And when dusk sets in, jazz reminiscent of the Beat-freaks that once coloured these streets begins to echo from the nearby bars, screaming for adventure.
Nothing to do but... Hooowl!
(The above pictures were found on the internet;they're, obviously, NOT property of rockets4solitude)
Soundtrack: Spell (Footnote to Howl) by Patti Smith
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SaY7P4kqxCw
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