After the bed bug fiasco I was moved into the new tree house cabana on the property. This is hands down the coolest place I have slept during my entire eight months on the road. While it is supposed to be rustic it feels like luxury accommodations for me. Mind you this is coming from a woman who has slept in a tent in -302498309 degree weather on top of a mountain and on a straw mat on a floor so anything better than that would seem like a nights stay at the Waldorf Astoria.
All seemed well until today when Continue reading
