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.