Mark's home was wonderful! He provided such a welcoming intro to San Jose living, after a long move across the country; I found myself chatting with him over a kitchen table and excitedly discovering new things about the area, while eating grapefruit plucked from the garden. Mark drove me to the train station when I had a recent trip, and offered me tea when I first hit the door.

The space itself is very zen; buddha hangs out in the atrium, and Kenji, the dog, makes it pretty friendly. The room was as described; the kitchen is kept pretty clean, and the common area is cleaned every Thursday by a lady who comes in. Everyone works together to keep the space tidy, too -- I loved my housemates SO MUCH, for random noshing-and-chatting together in the evenings, and for continually cleaning up after themselves. There isn't a better place.