There’s really nothing quite like standing on the side of the Interstate just outside of San Jose, California, on your birthday, next to your unfortunately gold Ford Taurus that just sacrificed it’s transmission to the asphalt gods, 1500 kilometres from home and near penniless, to make you wonder if maybe curses do indeed exist. *inhale* The Winchester Mystery House was supposed to be my destination twice, on two separate road trips to California. If you haven’t heard of the