Considered to be the most famous intersection of the world, Haight and Ashbury in San Francisco, reminds about hippie lifestyle of the 60's. Famous names in history of rock music of that times are embedded in the history of the area. Carlos Santana, Gerry Garcia, Janis Joplin or Jefferson Airplane lived and played here at the times when life was cheap and easy and music was the most expressive tool when shouting their "NO" to war in Vietnam. Somehow their souls are still wandering the streets in between colourful Victorian houses. It still has its funky (and now very expensive) stores and coffee outlets and you can see some of the remains of "flower children" on the streets but it's not the same, you don't have a feeling that there's somebody to love... and - moreover - they don't pass oranges to each other. For some reason you cannot find this feeling of old times from Monterrey Jazz Festival that gave a huge kick off and fame to "The Pearl" and put the guys from Grateful Dead on the music map of America. Does it mean that computer technology killed the white rabbit?