As you cross the Oakland-Bay Bridge at San Francisco, Calif., about midway there was an exit for a military base on an artificial island named Treasure Island. As a kid, I was always disappointed when we passed the exit for Treasure Island. I imagined something out of the book by Robert Louis Stevenson; sunny beaches, tropical plants everywhere (in the middle of the San Francisco Bay; ha!) and buried treasure just waiting to be dug up. Even when I asked to go to Treasure Island, my parents would't explain to me that it was just a base.
I mean, who in their right minds would pass that place up?
A childhood belief about places
others believed things like this
- I used to believe that was a treasure in the end of the rainbow— Marcos Vinícius da Rocha Ava Nimbuvui
- I used to believe that when I went to the mountain I would find an ancient monster or find some treasure— Yazer Solorzano
- I used to think that Alaska was an island!— Draqula
- i used to believe that 'island' was pronounced 'is-land' instead. I know im not alone on that one! :)
— Da KornMeal - i used to believe alaska was an island because of the way they put it on our booksAnon
- I used to believe that Ireland was called that because it really is an island!Anon