all photos by A Fish
On the last weekend of April, I had planned to go on a short road trip with my cousin from San Francisco to Big Sur. Though, it took a decent amount of planning something about it still felt spontaneous and unexpected. Sadly, we didn’t go but I imagine my photos would have looked something like these.
There is definitely something mystical about Big Sur- it feels preserved in time, still marked by the retreats of intellects, beatniks, and rock stars of past eras. I hope to get the chance to experience it first hand.
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