The nice thing about this place, besides the wonderful replicas and brochures to explain what each item is and how it stands in maritime history, are the prices. For this event, we paid $1 each, and free parking.
Now, parking alone, anyway in L.A. can cost as much as a lunch entree. Finding these resources is a stroke of sheer luck. There are many historical places that cost little to get in.
On this particular day The Oceana had landed in a berth nearby, on its transatlantic voyage that started in Genova. Imagine my joy! I spoke with a few passengers, all nattily attired, all retired people, and asked about their adventures. One of them was the photographer, or one of them hired to take those portraits we all love, with the Captain, in the ballroom, etc. He told us that most people do not care to have such pictures anymore. They want privacy and solitude, and no photo will entice them to part with either. Interesting how times change. I still have a photo of our first cruise to Ensenada, a three day event that worried me to no end, thinking I would be sea-sick the whole time.
