Staying here did not turn out to be a good experience for us. I was quite excited to stay on a working farm with my daughter who has worked on Several farms from California to Alaska. I have always had a great Airbnb experience in many states and other countries and have lived in the developing world, so I am quite adventurous and like unique experiences and places. We arrived late (10-ish) after and missed meeting Lou Ann. I understand that she is delightful and often brings flowers and a treat. Our experience was that it was a bit difficult in the dark to find the right building (or where to drive when the dirt road ended).
We eventually found the right door and entered our lodging. It was a hot, humid summer day, nearing the end of a long drought in RI. I grew up in RI and was ready for the heat. However, upon entering the place, we were both overcome by an unpleasant, musty odor that smelled like mildew and mold. We both were overcome by breathing difficulties—and coughed/sneezed until we left.
The smaller bedroom was especially unpleasant because there was only one window that could not open, due to an ac installation. The air conditioner was extremely loud. There was a curtain on a rod that served to partially close off this tiny room, so the noise of the ac disturbed the person in the larger bedroom, even with their door closed. We tried to run a fan instead of ac, but the plug would not stay in the socket. Hence, it was also difficult to charge our things. There was a lightweight extension cord in the small room that was taped with painters tape over a curtained door frame that served as a door. The extension cord ran to a small light on the end table by the bed. I was reluctant to use that cord.
The sheets and towels were clean. I could not find a place to hang a bath towel after a shower, so made do.
The place was quaint and heavily decorated with family photos that seemed less charming than as if I was intruding. Otherwise, the decor is circa the 1980’s with roosters, cows, ceramic dolls, and floral or plaid upholstery. There were some older more antique-feeling touches, like an embroidered end-table linen that was stained or dirty.
During the middle of the night, it started pouring, ending the RI summer drought. The farm looked lush with moisture. We did not have the chance to enjoy to daytime farm because we did not feel comfortable, or particularly healthy/safe there…so we canceled our stay in the morning and booked another place.