I'm no country bumpkin, but as I departed Bart's El Cerrito Del Norte station, I felt like one. Last week I ran into a turkey, most likely separated from the pack. And as it daintily climbed up the steps of a split-level house, turning around for a for a few seconds, I caught it on… Continue reading Part TWO: Guess what happened on the way to my El Cerrito Piano Studio? (Video)
