Okay. You will, most likely, notice the disconnect between the title of this post — “photos” — and the complete lack of photos in this post, again, called “photos.”
Although maybe you won’t notice and if you don’t, well, yamahama, Crackie, there be problems and I’m sorry to tell you that you don’t meet the perilously low IQ minimum required to be reading this blog.
But let’s move on, shall we, because once again, I do not know what I’m talking about.
Okay.
I’m going to give you a link to photos of “The Resort That Cost Us 473,578 Hours of Butt Time in The Horrible Rented PT Cruiser.”
You NEED to see photos before I go any further with the whole story and, well, I didn’t take any except with my cell phone — and we all know how good those look — mainly because I don’t currently have a camera. I mean, I suspect that could be a contributing factor to the overall lack of photos.
BUT …. I’m not actually giving you a direct link because I don’t want it traced back to meee and Thee Olde Blogge here. I’m a cagey little minx.
So. Here you go: Type these three words into the URL thingamabob — as one word, of course:
straw
house
resorts
Then type (dot) com.
Okay. Personally, I put the sound on mute when I go to the website because it’s all a little too Tinkerbell for me, what with all the shinga-shinga sounds, but that’s just me. On the main page, click on “Welcome” then click on the “Gallery” icon that will appear in the lower left-hand corner. That will take you to the photos that I would have uploaded and put in this post, but couldn’t because ___________(insert reason here).
All I know is it’s definitely not my fault. It is someone else’s fault, as usual, I’m pretty sure.
I don’t know why, but I’m feeling the need to be absolved of everything lately.
Nothing is my fault anymore, ever, from here on out, okay?
Thankee.
Love it. I might even overcome my California-phobia (Caliphobia?) (It’s the earthquakes, really. What if the day THE BIG ONE hits and the whole state slides off into the abyss? That would ruin one’s vacay, mehthinks.) to come out there and sip a cup of (black, please) coffee witchu.
Um, that SHOULD have read “What if the day I’M THERE the big one hits. . .”
Urgh.
Well, you’re getting a tad bit closer to Oregon.
I know you wouldn’t have taken the picture of the dog because you were avoiding the puppy.
The sound reminded more of Space Mountain than Tinkerbell.
Just sayin’.
Wow. Just gorgeous.
It looks really idyllic out there. And the cafe’ seems to get a lot of light. Nice.
Not to sound like an idiot, but the coffee-roasting picture–coffee is roasted in barrels?
I’m a little seasick after visiting the website, but the pictures are beautiful! If you move there, you’ll have to buy a camera and post lots of photos. I miss the mountains too.
That’s beautiful. I’d like to come visit.
I want to go live there. It’s beautiful!
Very beautiful and serene.
So lovely in the pictures. I love the cafe.
I can’t see the pictures here. I am very sad. But I will see them later. And for Lisa:
Well I’m sitting here in the Hollywood Hawaiian Hotel
And I’m staring at my empty coffee cup
I was thinking that the gypsy wasn’t lying
All the salty margaritas in Los Angeles…
I’m gonna drink ’em up
And if California slides into the ocean
Like the mystics and statistics say it will
I predict this hotel will be standing
Until I’ve paid my bill
It’s gorgeous and I can definitely see the appeal. It looks like a great place to live and I like the info regarding the owner’s attitude about business/life etc. I DO think the site itself needs some work because it was like riding an insane roller coaster, but that has nothing to do with the fact that the resort itself looks lovely and if the photos are any indicator it looks like the facilities are well kept, attractive and beautifully located.
Jill and Marisa — Yes! The site needs work, I totally agree. You do feel seasick. There’s too much going on. Plus, typos. Ugh. I’m sure I have typos occasionally (uhm, more than occasionally) on this blog, but on a professional website? Not acceptable. No, no, no.
And, honestly, everyone, it’s even more beautiful in person.