I’m a bit of a hermit and this place was perfect for my desire to selectively and/or completely avoid human contact for a few days. Avoiding COVID was a nice side-effect too! It’s the back unit so there isn’t even a risk of having to play “pretend you’re not home” with whatever local cults may exists… like those dreaded Essential Oils people! Nice smells can’t cure cancer Karen! Ugh. Gosh!
Back to the review…
the place was clean and when DoorDash delivered my McDonalds and forgot my utensils for the billionth time…
what did I find?
Disposable sporks!
Sweet baby jeebus those buttery panceís (ask a Mexican) were delicious thanks to the clutch stash of sporks. I got to catch up on Hawkeye on the provided Disney+ which was nice.
Elena even reminded me to move my car so I wouldn’t get a ticket!
Elena, the world does not deserve your kindness!
There’s no heat, but the little portable heater she thoughtfully placed in there was more than powerful to make me sweaty if I forget I left it on.
The bed was sooooft.
Mmmmm, comfy sleep.
Which leads me to the píece de resistánce: The Couch
Story time:
Back in my drinking days (20’s), my roommates, my friends and I would party at our house and they had these 2 old leather couches.
I would often pass out on these couches after said partying and wake up feeling wonderful because the armrest makes THE BEST headrest.
No sleep apnea snoring on this couch! No sir!
Anyhoo, one day a few years back, my roommates get rid of these beloved leather couches for something that “looked cooler”… 😑.
I was not amused.
Fast-forward to the present:
I walk in to my AirBnB… and I freeze…
doth mine eyes 👀 deceive me?
Nay nay!
The glorious couch of yore lay before me!
Oh the glorious arm/headrest!
I don’t care if the stars aligned or the gods divined… Oh the joy, comfort, nostalgia! It’s here in this couch I find!
Thank you for the time!
When my head begins to yearn for that wonderful headrest, I shall return 😁