After reading the rave reviews on this site as well as the Karen Brown and Rick Steve guides, we expected Brown's Townhouse to be something special. It was not!

We arrived at 6:05 on a rainy, blustery October day, only to find the door locked and a note telling us to go one-half block down the street, to the Brown's residence, to get a key. A cold and wet welcome! On-street parking was free if you could find a space. We were told to wait until after 9 p.m. when people returning from town would open spaces.

Our accommodations were okay but crowded, with the bath wallpaper peeling from the wall. The bath's radiator valve would not open, resulting in the room being unacceptably cold. We asked that it be addressed the following morning, were promised that it would be, but returned in early evening to find that it still would not open. Two uncomfortable night and morning showers for my wife and me!

The food was plain and there was lots of it. After Mr. Brown showed us to our room, we never saw him again or his wife. Nor was Charlie the dog around, as if we cared.

The Brown's have marketed their property well but it does not live up at all to expectations.