This is the first installment of what will be an ongoing series of first-person "How I Got to CCA" stories by students and alumni. The following is written by Matthew Harrison Tedford (Visual and Critical Studies 2011).
My first day in San Francisco began at about 6 a.m., when my Greyhound bus crossed the Bay Bridge from Oakland and pulled into the Transbay Terminal. I disembarked, along with all my worldly possessions -- two Army duffel bags, one filled with books, the other filled with clothes and books -- and set out to start my new life on what I remember as a foggy and cold summer morning. I was exhausted from the 12-hour ride, but excited to explore San Francisco, a city I'd visited only briefly in the past.Read the rest