I used to hang out in Chinatown with mom when I was a kid -- shopping for all the Chinese vegetables and food that are hard to find elsewhere. Those were the carefree, innocent days. Passing through it made me nostalgic. It has changed a lot. The community is always changing, in flux. Different groups of people have claimed it as their own for a while. The look is still very old Chinese, with the red pagodas and old Chinese men and women walking around. The young Chinese aren't really here. They have forsaken the place that their ancestors had stake their claim on. Chinatown is a place that is both familiar and foreign to me.