New Journey

October 22, 2019 AD 4:00 pm PST

I am in San Francisco at this time; I did arrive about two weeks ago. since then i have been staying in a homeless shelter and before that i was at the Bay bridge at the end of Harrison street. On the Embarcadero. That is near per 39. I took the ferry over from Vallejo. It was a lovely tour and i had a bit to drink on the passage upon the Bay. It was pink lemonade. It was a bit expensive. The lemonade cost $2.50. my ticket was only $7.50. Oh well, It was timely passage. the sea air was refreshing and the sun shown brightly. My arrival here was at the most imminent timing. it was thwarted by an evil man ensuing murder and mayhem upon my persons. He seemed to be my friend and acquaintance the day before. but no matter i did prevail to endure on and find other recourse's for my travel away from the area. It would have been a lengthy travel if not for the Bay Ferry, which was quite delightful actually. i was very excited to be upon the sea vessel. And i didn't know I could take my bike with all my belongings, (very tragic tossel of items), stacked high and wide on top of my bike. Oh my. it wasn't so just a few days before. a tragic event happened right after i left American river Canyon Area. it was a hit and run accident. some cream colored sedan rammed my carriage i had for my bike to pull my belongings down the road for my coastal bike tour along the California golden coast. it was cut exceedingly short . my stuff and all my food supplies were dashed onto the road and torn to pieces and tattered remnants of they were before. The nice couple who saw the car Hit an Run accident did call the police. And you wont believe it but the high way patrol who came to the scene did not take my name address or phone number. i don't even know if they made a report. the person driving the vehicle accelerated and swerved to hit my carriage on path across the cross walk during my turn. Thank God i survived. The nice man gave me a red back pack to put the remainder of my life in since i had no carriage to haul my touring gear in. Till I recoup from my tragedy i will have to stay here and regain my strength and inner sanity. Of course my goal is still Florida but i may have to exchange a ticket for a bicycle, beings I don't think I like being ran over by a car. Right now I'm writing this note from the Rosa Parks Elderly center. I came upon it by accident because i needed to use the rest room and have been eating here everyday since then. except on week ends. Then the kitchen is only for the tenants. It is not far from where I stay at night in the Church of Bethel. And this is my second week I stayed in the church. Before that I stayed on the bay pier called The Embarcadero. It is a long street along the edge of the entire pier. Until i recoup my losses and my carriage i will be posted out at the Church of Bethel to save money for my journey and to supply a full amount of rent money i will need to apply to the rent of my next apartment that will hopefully be in Florida. Am evil tragedy cut my trip short and stifled it terribly. Let us hope we can regain our former path or find a new one.

This is Millionna Mina Duet Jenovahvinchy

posting out from San Francisco California

Peace out.