Excuse me while I sound like a bougie asshole, but renting a vacation house is stressful! My 16-year-old self just died a little.
Okay. So we have become people who vacation. If you have rented a house online without previous knowledge of said house, you know what I'm talking about. Usually you get to see a few poorly taken photos, you have no floor plan to go off of, and you know the home owner is only telling you the upshot of renting his or her house and not telling you about the very noisy neighbors or the back-breaking 30 year old "mattress." The risk of there being a difference between the 4 photos you are relying on and the reality when you walk in the door is great.
I must have looked at 100 listings before I found this house. There were indeed only 4 photographs, none of which showed what I am about to show you, but hinted at it enough that we went for it. The owner explained that she had carefully restored her grandparents' home, she did not renovate it, and we shouldn't expect a dishwasher or cable. This, of course, made it all the more appealing to us.
When we drove up to it late last May we weren't sure what we had gotten ourselves into. Its exterior from the front, at first blush, is not much to write home about. Or, shall we say, it's humble.
But when we walked in we
I believe I started hyperventilating and Matthew got stuck on the word, "Geez." Really it's all a blur because I was so overcome with joy and happiness and the sound of angels singing. The place is so lovingly curated and put together; the choices are so perfect; its soul is palpably intact - we couldn't help but feel like the luckiest ducks.
For your viewing pleasure:
No doubt you want to rent this house now. OBVIOUSLY.
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