The house itself was crazy, and the grounds were beautiful. My mom felt the city should have not allowed buildings over a certain height to be built right next to it, though. Skyscraper hotels detract from the ambiance.
This was Sarah's bedroom. Our tour guide was... bland. He recited memorized facts in a monotone. I really felt like a fun guide would have made the experience better.
Lath and plaster construction. One would think I'd learned this from my dad, who was a carpenter, but I'm pretty sure I picked this up from Paul when he studied building construction. You have to understand how things are put together to guess how they'll fall down.
I wouldn't mind going back to San Jose, as there are other things there I would like to see, such as the Egyptian Museum.
And that was the first attraction on our 11 day, 1,900 mile summer road trip.