San Francisco: A Trip of Presentation, Nostalgia, and Reflection

 San Francisco: A Trip of Presentation, Nostalgia, and Reflection

San Francisco has always been a city close to my heart, but this trip added a new layer of memories. I was there for the Society of Behavioral Medicine's annual meeting to co-present a poster titled, "Improving Tobacco Treatment Engagement: Understanding Community Factors." It was an amazing experience—the poster was well-received, and the conference itself was an inspiring gathering of brilliant minds committed to making a difference.

 

While I was immersed in the conference, my best friend Reina and her daughter Azul joined me in the city. They had some bonding time while I attended the sessions, and we also got to explore San Francisco together. Our adventures included strolling through Haight-Ashbury, visiting Aunt Charlie’s, and enjoying the breathtaking views from the lounge at the top of the Hilton in Mission Square.

A stop at Amoeba Music was a nostalgic trip down memory lane. I used to shop for used vinyl there years ago (late 90s and early 2000s), and while the vibe of the store still felt familiar, I was floored by how expensive vinyl has become! Despite the prices, I couldn’t resist picking up a few treasures to add to my collection.

San Francisco, however, felt bittersweet this time around. The city is grappling with visible struggles—many people unhoused, barely surviving on the streets. Open drug use was heartbreaking to witness, and the lack of basic necessities like public restrooms made the situation even more dire. It’s a reminder that while providing food is essential, we also need to think holistically about human dignity and health. A restroom may not seem like much, but it’s a necessity tied to nature itself.

I also made a nostalgic visit to the building that used to house Diva’s, a club where I was a resident DJ and bartender. It’s now The Living Church with a psilocybin mushroom bar—only in San Francisco would that transformation seem natural! It was comforting to see the building being maintained, even though it’s no longer the same.

The plane rides were a nice touch to the journey (getting somewhere is half the fun!!). I had a window seat both ways and enjoyed capturing takeoffs and landings on video—it’s the kind of simple thrill I always look forward to. And as wonderful as the trip was, there’s nothing like coming home. Reuniting with my friend Lucky reminded me that sometimes, the best part of traveling is returning to the familiar comforts of home.

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In reflection I am thinking that San Francisco is a city of contrasts—beauty and struggle intertwined. My trip was a mix of professional fulfillment, personal nostalgia, and moments of reflection. It reminded me of why I’ve always had a soft spot for this city, even as it continues to change and evolve.

"I missed you Lucky" !!! 💚