So in my previous post I mentioned a "break" from homework. Well, our break was going down to San Fransisco. We left around 3 p.m. with the intention on going to the coast for some peace and quiet to get some homework done there. Well, when we arrived in Cresent City one of us wondered aloud, "How far is it to San Fransisco?" (Who this person was will remain unknown). So, we started the trek. If no one has ever told you, let me be the one to enlighten you - San Fransisco is a lot farther from Cresent City than from Grants Pass! You may wonder how that is possible, but let me assure you that it is true. Unfortunately, cars to not have the advantage of flying as the crow flies; we have to adhere to the construction of man that must have been drunk when designing the roads. There is not a straight road between Cresent City and San Fransisco that isn't in a town with a speed limit of 25. The short story is that it took us 9 hours to get to San Fransisco on the way there and only 5 hours on the way back.The reason for this blog was not to tell you of our driving experience, but of our experience at Alcatraz. Before going there I thought, "This will be cool to see what a prison was like back in the day". However, by the time I got out I had the most creepy feeling I've felt in a long time, and even now when I think about it I can feel a creepy feeling crawling up my spine. Don't get me wrong, it was a great experience and I learned a lot. However, it was creepy. There are photos of both the prisoners and the guards. There are headphones that conduct a tour throughout the prison and there is even some action that you can hear: fighting, running, gunshots, and even the reaction of people getting shot. Because they have pictures of the prisoners and the guards up on the walls you can picture what is going on very vividly. It is creepy. If you have a weak stomach I wouldn't suggest going.
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