My wife and I don't really want to spill the secret of how magical this stay was lest we never find a room here again. But Maria deserves a rave for this, the third of her Claremont properties we've stayed in. This fairy tale house is snuck into the end of a long driveway, hidden away off a major commercial road. There are the fruit trees surrounding an antique tractor harking back to the home's (and region's) citrus growing past; there's a gazebo with a madonna statue; a wraparound porch with wicker chairs here, Adirondack chairs there; a large rambling Victorian house recently refinished with glossy polished floors and up-to-date lighting and heating; and in the shared spaces, an elevator(!), a great spanking new washer/dryer setup and a huge catering-sized kitchen that makes you want to forego eating out at nearby restaurants. It's like you're in the ur-New England inn that put the B&B in AirBnB.