Our last night on the road brought us to this cute little place.
While very small, it was still loads bigger than our previous two accommodations.
It was funny that neither bedroom had doors, but Dwayne and I claimed the loft so we’d at least hear them climb up the ladder-stairs.
I’m fascinated by tiny kitchens. I had assumed we’d eat out, but when we arrived, I thought it might be fun to actually eat a home cooked meal. (Grocery store was 30 minutes away, but so it goes on the Peninsula.)
The cost of this place was probably that it was right on the water (no beach, but the kids could gather seaweed from the rocks).
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