When we were in California you may remember that we took a day trip to San Francisco.
We drove across the Golden Gate Bridge almost twice due to getting lost as we typically do in San Francisco… too many one way streets!
We strolled through Golden Gate park and saw things like pretty birds and enlarged safety pins.
We hit Pier 39 and watched a woman balancing on a cable while juggling fire, warning the people below, “Sorry if I drop this on you.”
The disconcerting lady of the harbor, Laughing Sal is the first to greet you when you enter the enchanting Musée. Laughing Sal, if you ask me, is the stuff that nightmares are made of but apparently she was quite the popular dame once upon a time. For I saw her clone encased in glass at the Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk as well. My Mom tells me that my Aunt, a quiet unassuming lady, once upon a time could mimic Laughing Sal rather flawlessly. Don’t ask me what happened to Sal’s front tooth. I like to think that it got knocked out in a bar fight.
The kids had a fabulous time dropping quarters into all of these working antiques. I’m sure you all know that it was really the grown ups who kept stuffing coins into the hands of the children because the grown ups were the ones who really couldn’t get enough of it. When I say this place is enchanting, I really do mean it. I was mesmerized by the amount of detail that some of these things involved. One could spend a couple of hours in this place, if one had enough quarters that is.
And while all of this was enchanting and mesmerizing and captivating and all of those words with similar meanings, it was also just a wee bit creepy which is proof that I’ve watched too many movies. Around every corner I could just imagine these machines suddenly coming to life or following me with their glazed over eyes or a person being there alone at night only to find out that all of the working machines were (((GASP))) unplugged all along!!! Aahhhh!!! (Yes, I have an overactive imagination.)