A bunch of hipsters in an alleyway helped me shoot the cover of San Diego CityBeat’s food issue this week. You’ll see some of the CityBeat staff in the mob, chasing a delicious yet ill-fated taco man.
It’s been just over a month since I washed the last bits of Mongolian soil out of my pores with a long, hot shower in a hotel near the airport in Beijing (our connection was delayed). The absolutely official end to my journey came with a bite into my double cheeseburger from In N’ Out on the 60th night since leaving home.