Northern California Travel Blog Day Seven

Merry Christmas!! This was not the typical Christmas for my family because we were traveling. Almost everything was closed, so we spent the day traveling from San Francisco to the Pebble Beach area, where we will be staying for the rest of our vacation. I think I forgot to mention the reason for our vacation. My parents' 25th wedding anniversary was November 29th, my dad's fiftieth birthday is January 13th, and as a gift for those events and for my dad's Christmas present, my mom got him (and my brother) a tee time on Pebble Beach in California. If you are not a golf addict like my dad, you may not know, but Pebble Beach is a famous golf course where the pros often compete in tournaments. 


It was a nice, scenic drive, and along the way we stopped at the Mystery Spot. As the name implies, it's hard to describe accurately... But I can say the other tourists were REALLY annoying. They were loud and rude and got in the way. A lot. 


Anyway... basically, the Mystery Spot was so called because it gave the illusion of the center of gravity being off. It was all outdoors and up a steep hill. Our guide claimed that climbing the steep hill, as noticed by lumber jacks from a century or so ago, was a lot harder than it should have been. Then they kept having issues with buildings sliding off their foundations and down the hill. We entered on such building that appeared really crooked, but it was due to the fact that we were naturally leaning when standing on the hill. Inside the cabin, everything was pretty wonky. There was a pendulum that didn't swing equally and would turn  counter-clockwise instead of clockwise. Things that were supposed to be level, according to a level, would cause water to flow or a ball to roll a certain way. There was a ladder you could climb as if you were walking on a flat surface, and people of various heights would shrink or grow when switching spots on what should have been a level surface (again, tested by a level).  


After that interesting experience, we made it the rest of the way to our hotel, where a bagpiper played down the sun and we had dinner with a view.


Since most of the day was spent in a car, I only made it to 6,000 something steps.