A simple “5 star rating” could never adequately express the indelible imprint that Brad’s stay left on my psyche. If I could, I would pluck all of the stars from their locations in the night sky and proffer them up in my hands, as if a child unearthing a prized stone from a riverbed, eyes full of wonder and delight. The space seems to occupy that fleeting liminal space between fantasy and reality, and allowed me to briefly transcend the temporal and material tethers to this plane of existence. Oh, and the hot tub was cool too.