I saw two of Elizabeth's rooms. The first was after she accepted my reservation and placed me into this beautiful en-suite and grand room with a beautiful king bed, lovely bathroom, in room m/w, fridge/coffee maker/fruit/snacks etc and a large closet with an additional bed. I had laid out my belongings, prepared the bed for sleep, made the bath ready for a long needed soak after driving from Connecticut over the course of 4 days (almost 3600 miles!), and was just getting ready to disrobe in the bathroom when Elizabeth knocked on the door, came in and told me I had to move to the other room because someone else had just reserved it in the last 5 minutes and were on their way! Of course, as a super host myself, I knew she had to accept the reservation, send the party her address and that the folks could not have just shown up without her express permission, so her excuse was not an honest one. She then came in and started gathering my stuff to move me into the second room. The 2nd room was 1/3 the size and the bath was on the first floor (room was on the second floor). The coffee maker was ancient and leaked all over when I tried to use it the next day. The room was nice, the bed was comfortable and I was too completely exhauseted to argue. She kept saying "I tried to do a nice thing", but the truth is that she wanted to get more money and had no qualms booting me and my things out of the first room into the second and lying about it. Having explained that, the big room is lovely and worth every penny. The butterfly (second room) is tiny (but had a big TV/fan/lovely windows) and there is little room to move around, but the bed is very comfortable. It is a bit of hassle to go down the stairs in the middle of the night if you have to use the ladies room and might not work well if you do not want to run up the stairs after a bath/shower in a robe, have kids or any problems going up and downstairs. Could have been the best stay ever, ended up being OK.