I joined the living in 1977, the only offispring of an artist couple living in the Mission district of San Francisco. Mine was an eccentric upbringing, colored by freaky characters and unusual parenting choices. Our small family bounced between the vibrant city and the secretive backwoods of the Emerald Triangle. After highschool, I smuggled my soul out of the U.S.; I discovered that I felt more at peace in foreign territory than in my own bedroom. It was during a 750km trek across the Iberiasee more