Jo, my second couchsurfer. French, by way of Brighton, England. This was her last stop on an eight month trek around the globe.

The accordion she’s holding she actually picked up just earlier today at a Goodwill on Haight for five bucks. I can’t help but find it a little hilarious, as the accordion is such a stereotypical French instrument (think to any movie that cuts to a shot of Paris and try not to imagine accordions in the background) and here she is, a French tourist in San Francisco, and she manages to find on in a thrift shop.

C’est ironique.