*BEWARE* As much as I was hoping for the best with Carole and her treehouse, my stay there quickly became unpleasant and full of anxiety. I do not recommend staying here as a single male, or for more than a few days regardless of gender. Bear in mind that I chose the treehouse primarily for privacy, and that she was aware of that. Carole seemed amiable upon first impression, but soon the switch flicked as she began to debate me on trivial matters. Her negative attitude put a real damper on certain days when she told me things such as there might be blood in my urine, that she was sick of cleaning up my poop, and how much of a loser her daughter's bf was. These things are mostly forgivable, but on the third day of my stay she left the compost toilet dissembled, and when she came home later remarked that she was surprised I hadn't reassembled it myself, implying laziness. The compost toilet is part of the deal, and her complaints and sloth in regards to it not only cheapened the experience but made me feel anxious and like I couldn't go to the bathroom. There were other days when she would continually look out the window at me making me feel uncomfortable. She was a very NOSY host. The real kicker came on the last day. I had been keeping an envelope with my extra money inside my suitcase under some other things. The suitcase was too large to fit into the treehouse and so had to be kept in the garage. The money had been safe inside all my stay, but on checkout day it mysteriously went missing. I confronted Carole and she denied taking it. When the police arrived I explained and they said there was nothing that could be done as I hadn't seen who'd taken it. Nothing else was stolen from my suitcase which is surprising, and for that reason I'm pretty damn sure who removed it. My grandmother's going away present, stolen! It's like stealing presents from under the Christmas tree! Needless to say, it was quite a nightmare. Please, please think twice before booking here.