Maybe I’m just too used to small, blue-collar towns in the east. Berkley, Ca. is full of able-bodied young men playing homeless and people who can devote way to much energy to living green because they have the luxury of not needing to ‘get-er’-done’. I think that you can tell a lot about a town by the coffee shops, and I can’t seem to find one that opens before seven. I did stumble upon two people having sex in the woods…so I’ve got that going for me.