Sorry. But it's true.
Which isn't to say it wasn't a ridiculously fun trip to take with our kids. We took the free trolley, and the driver treated it thusly. There was a nifty, pre-recorded narrative playing over the crackly trolley speakers, detailing the highlights of our sojourn deep into Pacific Grove... Three stops after the Point Pino, we asked the driver where the Point Pino Lighthouse is. He responded, "Way back there!", so we got off and walked. We hoofed it to the lighthouse, we in, toured the premises -which consisted of a bedroom underneath the light (we weren't actually allowed up to the light) and a basement area showcasing lightbulbs used in lighthouses back int he day. Aidan deemed it lame, lame, lame. He is used to the severe and profound lighthouses of the east coast, up in the Hatteras neighborhood...
No comments:
Post a Comment