The last time the Husband and I were in downtown Hollister, we suddenly decided to pop into the Fifth Street entrance of the old Elks Lodge building, climb the three flours to the top, and walk down the other side of the building to exit on San Benito Street.
It's been awhile since we young old fogeys climbed more than one flight of stairs. Puff, puff, puff.
Alas, we couldn't complete our spontaneous plan. The glass doors at the top floor were locked. Oh well. The floor tiles up there are gorgeous as you can see.
By the way, we took the elevator down. Yup, an elevator, one of the few elevators in Hollister. Giggle.