Community Living
Home for me is currently San Francisco, California. The foundation of my life there is a 30-member cooperative community house called Chateau Ubuntu, where I have lived since first coming to the city in January 2017. (The website is a bit out of date, but there is some more recent content on our Instagram.)
At first glance, this may look and sound a bit extreme, some bizarre, hippy-ish manifestation of millennial stereotypes. We have certainly been accused of such. In my experience, though, it has been the best possible way to jump-start life after college. It's not the type of place where you come home after work and watch TV. We cook, play music, and build things together, host events, take collective responsibility of our home, and generally strive to be deeply involved in each others' lives. On any given evening, you might come home to find workshops, discussion groups, concerts, parties, or at the very least, several folks sitting around our firepit. The wealth of cooperative activities makes it only natural that your housemates soon become your close friends.
Communal living may not interest everyone, but I'm convinced that its opportunities for learning are unending. It forces you to consider how you want to live, how the systems around you shape your day-to-day, how you interact with and are seen by others, to handle conflict, to appreciate the efforts and quirks of your housemates, to support and be supported. Living here has allowed me to build close personal relationships that I never otherwise would have, and enjoy profound experiences at a rate I never thought possible. I wouldn't trade it for anything.
Top Right: Home on Fell Street. Middle right: Sexy roof view. Bottom right: Restaurant night crew. Left: My 5 roommates of 14 months.
