Port Costa is a tiny town about an hour northeast of San Francisco. It was founded in 1879 and was on the main route of the transcontinental railroad. Not much has changed since then it seems. The antique shops seem as if they were once new and the Burlington Hotel looks as though it’s seen many train travelers passing through. I’m pretty sure the whole town is haunted. Naturally, I was very excited to check it out. The popular spot to go to is called the Warehouse Cafe. It’s an eclectic mix of curiosities and antiques, including the infamous taxidermy polar bear. We ate cheddar cheese with saltines, played rummy, drank local brew out of jars, and threw horseshoes. It was a great day! Turns out, I’m pretty good at horseshoes and got a ringer to win the game. Not bad for a first timer.