My son who is now 22 years old, took me to Old Town to go on a tour at night (WHICH THEY CALLED A GHOST TOUR)for my birhtdy.
I knew he really wasn't into this thing, "as he called it" but he knew I loved it. I went through the Whaley house, earlier, but didn't pick up on anyting be it ghost or some else. So I really didn't expect anything to happen this time either. As we started the tour, we were in the back, which had a beautiful spot in the corner that I wanted to take pictures of. I was slaging behind to take the pictures of the cazbo, when a woman appeared dressed in a white gown, that went to the floor with big rose's along the bottom of her dress, carrying a large white and quite delicate fan. She smiled and then left. I then rejoined the group. Later on we were up stairs of a old resturant, when I heard the tables being moved around. The only thing was, there was no one there. I then began to hear someone crying by the old wash room, to find out later the girl dies there by taking her own life, by hangoing her self. I also heard the people talking inside the old jail house and telling us to leave, because we weren't welcome there. Finally my son started to complain about the spider webs that he had to keep sweeping off of him, the only trouble is, there were no webs. If you want a good time and are intune to the other side go to Old Town in San Diego, Ca and you will experience something. It is full of people from the other side, specially as the sun goes down and it begans to get dark. The closure to one or two in the morning you can hear them. The laughter, crying , and screaming of the other side.