Comparative Reality

Many years ago, when I was in college, I took a trip up through Marin during Thanksgiving break. I passed this place, and almost stayed in the motel next door to it. The motel was pretty damn nasty, though, and, obviously, haunted by restless spirits.

We passed the place a few years ago while going to visit Muir Woods. And it certainly looked like it was about to be torn down. We went by again just a few weeks ago, though, and while it was an empty shell, it was obvious that someone was going to restore it in some fashion.

So I've known of the place for years, seen it in various states of disrepair and re-repair, and now I find out that it was build on a Miwok graveyard and was a notorious speakeasy.

Frickin' awesome.