and it's august thirteenth.
i wanted to celebrate this eerie...holiday? so lindsey and i dragged my mom to the WINCHESTER MYSTERY MANSION! (pronouncing it in an ghost voice is more fun. trust me, linds and i did it all day)
it was very spooky and very interesting. i learned all about sarah winchester who stood at 4'10'' and held nightly seance and had a fascination with the number 13. she lived in a beautiful victorian house that she remodeled until the day she died. we had a tour guide that made our tour seem forever long. lindsey couldn't help busting up laughing mid-tour when he informed us he had only been doing this for three weeks. like we couldn't tell? it was great, you should go.
if you're still not convinced, the house is directly across from santana row and a wonderful mall. bliss.
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I saw something about that on the travel channel. Doors that lead to nowhere.
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