Diego Ramírez

Friday loop around the lake. 3.4 miles of Oakland being Oakland.

3 al pastor, 1 horchata, 0 regrets 🌮

Stream Trail with the dog. Redwoods fifteen minutes from my classroom.

Shucked our own at the picnic tables. Messy, perfect.

Tule elk everywhere. 9.5 miles out and back, headwind both ways somehow.

One pizza a day, a jazz trio, a line down Shattuck. Always right.

Sunrise at the pole. Three miles straight up, legs are jelly, worth it.

Free telescope night. First-quarter Moon through the big refractor and two of my 10th graders gasped out loud.

Golden hour. Someone behind us learned the hard way why they call it jumping cholla.

Yes, it looks like a skull. Yes, I took the photo.

Sunrise over the Coachella Valley. The San Andreas Fault is down there somewhere.

Brisket, a local band, and a sky already full of stars at 8pm.

The floor's been tilted since the 1906 quake. Jack London drank here. So did I.

Trajinera + micheladas + a mariachi band we overpaid. Would overpay again.

La Casa Azul. Buy tickets online days ahead — learned that at the door on day one.

Ofrendas across the whole square. Marigolds everywhere, the smell of copal.

Walked the Avenue of the Dead at opening. You can't climb the Pyramid of the Sun anymore, and honestly it's bigger from below.