Brokedown Palace

I'm a baby. Also I guess kind of spoiled because this rental house was actually nice in a way. All we needed to do was not LOOK in the sex bedrooms or the closet with the naked baby dolls; not take notice of the birds swooping through the living room or the bird-poop on the kitchen counters; not think about the fact that the bathroom doors didn't close or the bedspreads all had this nasty waxy feel to them.

We just had to not take note of the highly poisonous lizard ten feet from the pool which  in any case we couldn’t use because its heater was broken the whole time and it was in the 30s at night.

I showed just the bullet hole and some of the crappy busted stuff last time and here's more along these lines:

But some of what was there was nice:  you could have a nice bath, though not in private.You could listen to the ghost piano(See last post by clicking here for that spooky piano feature.)

And you could always could sit on the patio - if you had your coat on-  and forget all about the bedspreads

Really I guess the trick was to be like our little guys and just decide to have fun anyway and that's what we did. We couldn't sleep. We couldn't relax in the the bathroom. But we sure enough laughed our heads off the whole time - which I think is all that kept the bats from settling in our hair.

two of our party who loved the place no matter what