The information in this blog comes from the tour guide at Winchester House and Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia. I was given a pamphlet so I was able to follow along with the tour guide. He asked if there were any visual notes I could read from. My big-hearted and thoughtful son spoke to someone about my hearing.
Matthew was looking out for me when moments before our guided tour began. In fact, Matthew took a snapshot of me while I was photographing roses. It was the enchanted gardens, with meticulous landscaping. One of the first things I noticed, which turned out to be my favorite thing about this house, wasn’t actually in the house. The impressive Queen Anne-style Victorian house was more of a castle. However, when we reached the parking lot, I was quite surprised. After all, there’s bound to be some unspeakable spirits lurking in one of the rooms of a haunted house. And once inside I imagined we would hear chains dragging across the floor and feel mysterious drafts that give us chills. You know, the kind of house you’d see at the end of a block with knee high weeds, boarded up windows, spider webs, sagging roof, and peeling paint. My imagination led me to think we were going to see a monstrous house in hideously disrepair. Apparently, the place at one time or another, had ghosts, ghouls, and other worldly inhabitants. He explained that the homeowner had been a paranoid, but very rich widow. On the way there Matthew told me we were going to visit a mansion, unlike any other. Thanks to my son while on our road trip out west, we visited a remarkable landmark in San Jose, California.
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