Chapter 136: Priceless treasure
"Palo Alto comes from Spanish. It means tall tree, and that tree stands in the center of Palo Alto Park. It's over a thousand years old. Once you've met our people, you'll have plenty of time to wander around. There are some pretty girls around Stanford University nearby, and the guys take pride in winning the favor of Chinese girls. You have a natural advantage there, Su Can."
Su Can was sitting in a Ford Mustang Zack had picked up on California's used-car market, crossing Palo Alto County while Zack pointed out the sights.
This was Su Can's third day in the United States. After spending two days with Zack at his home in New York State, they had flown back to San Francisco, California. A young man named Dustin had come to pick them up. He was Zack's friend, a Harvard University student, and now a member of Facebook. After the pickup, they climbed into the used Mustang and followed the highway through Santa Clara County in the southern San Francisco Bay Area, entering Palo Alto through dense woods and winding mountain roads.
Su Can could finally appreciate young Americans' attachment to the West. The blue sky here instinctively reminded him of the expressway from Xiahai to Rongcheng. California had a maritime monsoon climate, so even in this season, the sunshine remained bright. Blue skies, white clouds, and lush woods lined the road, though there were none of the gravel-covered wilderness and occasional cacti he had imagined. There was only the music playing on the used Ford's radio, Six-Pack of Becks, music by a band that sent young Americans' hormones surging. Still, the feeling of being on the road, with theirs the only car in the whole world, was wonderfully relaxing. It made Su Can