I remember my mom using her tax return money to take me and my brother to the Boardwalk from San Carlos. We rented a tiny, cheap beach motel with 2 twin beds, a kitchenette, and a black and white TV with rabbit ears. I had the time of my life! I remember riding the Wild Mouse, for some reason by myself, and being scared to death! Those sharp turns, the creaky wooden frame… loved it! One of my best memories.
Voted the World’s Best Seaside Park
