Imagine a quiet retreat, with an enormous king size bed, and in the morning you eat your muesli and vogel's toast while looking out over a farm with a cow looking back from her spot on the hill (and if you don't know what Vogel's toast is, you're in for a treat).
This place is spotless and cozy. Did I mention the bed and the quiet? I can't vouch for the star-lit nights, as we were there in the middle of a cyclone.
But you are in solitude, and that is *awesome*.
You might even get a visit from Kurt the Cat!