This is one of the last sights I laid eyes on at Hearst Castle. It is just one of a few indoor pools on the property, part of a series of pools connected by tunneled channel-like waterways. Standing there, marveling at the expert craftsmanship of the people who laid the millions of tiny tiles that form the hundreds of mosaics below and above water, is something I will never forget. The pool was so grand, I’m pretty sure it knows it and revels in its reflection every chance it gets.
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