May 4, Los Gatos

May 4, Los Gatos This was a great day. Morning About 7am something I left Aran 's home, Rich used bike to take my bag . We walked to the free way entrance to San Jose. E Q Rich told me that there are many cars, they all stop. So that is a good entrance for hitchhiking. That is true , there are many cars , just too many. That is also true , they all stop, because of traffic light. When i got there i found it is almost impossible for hitchhiking . After Rich left , I waited a few minutes , I hoped I was lucky to catch a ride . Thank God for giving me decision: I took backpack to walk another entrance. I held the. Board " San Jose", Tried to find a place to stand there. Same as the last entrance, too many cars, no space to stop for hitchhiking. Finally I understood : I don't need have to stand on the entrance, I may just stand near by and before the entrance . So I walked back until biger space and the cars speed is pretty slow. After waiting a while,I went to a store to ask a pencil , I changed the sign " San Jose " into "south101" The people of San Francisco are really different comparing Mendocino village. I tried hard to beg their smiles , but no one Responded. When I hitch hike in the roundabout at Simpson lane in Fort Bragg, almost every driver or passenger smiled at me or waved to me. I had never lose faith, I know this spot will work well. Be still , just wait . God has his plan. My all drivers who God send to me are worth my waiting. I prayed that my driver may offer me a place to stay a night . Until now, "where will i sleep tonight?" is still the biggest burden for my heart to carry on. I prayed God help me to conquer it and give me the blessings to shelter me every night. A car's door opened a little bit , the the driver waved to me . This is the signal from God. I saw the heaven are opened, the light shined on me. The car was on the middle lane, instead of right side lane . I and my big backpack ran to it. The driver's name is George, he has angel's face , same as the ones on the European paintings , or the one with crossed arms under chin . he as angel' s hair too , curly and shining. With a few sentences we knew we are brother and sister in Christ. Within a few minutes, I got a place to spend the night. "you can sleep in my home ." he said . Yee! God answered " yes" to my prayer . We stopped by a coffee store in Saratoga. George Started to play piano. he is a talent musician. I thought this would be beautiful journey to record. So I went to car to take my iPod. I took some photos while George was playing piano. There was a man using laptop at the table on the side. He asked "he is your boyfriend ?" what a sweet question it is , my sinful heart would like to answer " yes" . I often have "sweet dreams" , the biggest obstacle for such " sweet dreams" to come true, is not my sweet husband holding his position , it is my virtue of honesty that keeps the beautiful temptations away. I answered " we just met half hour ago. He is my hitch hiking driver." The man's name is Warren. He is just curious about me, he googled my hometown in computer. same as most people I ever met,he is also curious "what is your husband doing?" " he smiles at home." I answered. After playing a several pieces of music , George joined in the conversion. Warren let me to sleep at his home . I was happy about his offering. George got shook " what ? I can't believe you say that!" that sounded I sleep with this man , and then run to another man . Warren has 4 bedrooms . George got invitation too , he may sleep in Warren's home tomorrow. Warren and George became friends. I am so glad that they like each other. Warren has no angel face , no angel hair either. But he has very kind heart and thoughtful mind. he is trying to help George to build his career. George is so excited for his new dream: go to college, join in Marin . We had lunch in chinese restaurant. The Interesting thing is that here is a small china town, they are all Chinese. I was so happy to see many Chinese here. After lunch, we went to brlhbtook high school for international day. I looked around, eat some indian cookie, japan bean, french pancake, get a bookmark with my name written in karean. I asked the indian lady draw s henna on My hand . When I came back , Warren asked me what I learned. I thought I did not intention to learn. Warren and George "Learned" from table to table, from county to county .i thought Warren's son studies there. But until we came back . I did not see his son . I followed George to his home in Los Gatos. He told me ;you can sleep here (couch) , you can sleep my room, I sleep here , you can use computer, you can play piano or guitar... I like so easy person style. After had a nice walk through the town in Los Gatos, We went to Santa Cruz,