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Off the Grid
Kevin Chisaki LA 280 OL1 – Feature Story Final Draft
July 30, 2013
Off the Grid

Clocks never seem to move faster when I stare at them. Everyday this summer has felt like clockwork. I wake up, go to work for eight hours, go back home, do homework, go to sleep and the cycle restarts. Today, however, is different. July 24th, 2013 is the day my old high school friends and I decided to hang out together and catch up on things. Every summer we decide on one day to go out and do something together, just the five of us. Whether it was a movie, a theme park, or a trip to the grocery store, we didn’t care as long as we were all together.
This year we decided to go to a street food market called “Off the Grid.” All of us have never been to an event like this before, but many of us have seen pictures of other friends eating food at “Off the Grid” on Instagram and Facebook. “Off the Grid” is a group of mobile food businesses that get together to hold food markets at various locations. “Off the Grid” is normally held in closed off parking lots or streets to embrace the feeling of the urban cores of cities. “Off the Grid” is a public event and is held in different locations across the bay area.
After a long day at work, I rushed home and called my friends to see if they were ready. I changed into more comfortable clothes and grabbed my keys, phone, and wallet and walked out the front door. As I walked outside, a black Toyota Camry pulls up into my driveway. The driver’s side window opens up and I see the four of my friends smiling and screaming, “KEVIN!!!!!” I smile back and get into the car; ready for the adventure we were about to have.
“Off the Grid” is originally located in San Francisco, but this month “Off the Grid” is located in the city of El Cerrito, which is thirty minutes away from where we live. During the thirty-minute car ride we talked about school, work, anime, awkward stories, and most importantly, girls. But, once we arrived in the city of El

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