On a Sunday afternoon, we decided to go to San Francisco and ride bikes. We got to the turn off which makes you go left for San Fran or right to San Jose. Ian pipes up and says let's go to that weird ladies house. ha ha! I was all okay. Thank heaven's for moms! Can I just say that! She got the address for us and all the information we needed. We drove to San Jose which from us is about a 2 hour drive. You have to include traffic time! I have been here before but Ian had not. He thought it was okay didn't love it like I did. If you have ever been there it's weird and strange. The house is spectacular and she has a beautiful house. Here are my favorite parts.
The tiles around the fire places were original. When Mrs. Winchester died her niece got everything and of course sold everything. No furniture or anything is original. Which sucks. The house has things like stair cases that lead to no where doors that open into walls. Doors that lead to a no where. She was crazy and thought the ghost from the Winchester rifle were haunting her.
This was my favorite room. It's the ball room. Which is also weird because Mrs. Winchester never invited anyone into her home except her workers. This room was never used. Except for the organ which she would play I guess to relax herself to sleep. Different I know, but again the architecture and house was beautiful.
