I arrived after a long journey, craving comfort. the futon was a surprise, not in a good way! I woke up feeling like a popsicle. the tasty feast around the hearth warmed me up. the family-run vibe was cool, but those sliding doors were not soundproof—I counted sheep to the tune of someone's snores. the next morning, the high-tech loo was a hilarious surprise and a not-so-subtle slap of modernity in this timeless setting. Cheers to the hostess for a memorable mix of old and new!