Honestly, I'm not sure how I should start this review. I have such mixed feelings about our stay.
My husband and I were looking for a romantic getaway, and after reading the reviews, we thought this would be a nice, out-of-the-way spot. We loved that the breakfasts got great reviews and that Amy and Bob made their own goat cheese and goat's milk soap. However, things weren't what we expected.
We came in on a Sunday, and after speaking with Amy on the phone, had made a plan to be there around 4 in the afternoon. My husband and I got there at 4:20ish, and there was no notice on which door to enter, so we went to the side door. It was locked and no one answered. I walked around to the front, but nope...locked. I called and after the phone rang a number of times, it was answered by their teenaged daughter who met us at the side door. She was completely confused as to why we were there and asked what room we were staying in. I had no idea, and fortunately a friend of hers was there and happened to see the note that her mom wrote saying that we were coming in. Her friend then showed us to the room.
The room was clean and furnished with well-loved furniture. My husband and I decided to hang in the room for a while and within a few minutes, we heard a door shut outside. When I looked out of the window, the two girls were walking down the drive to leave. We were the only ones there, and It felt very weird being in someone's home, not knowing where to get a drink or where anything was. (I wasn't sure if we were allowed to just go into the kitchen, and there wasn't a guest fridge available.)
We stayed in our room until after 6:00, and then went down the the one guest area where there were a couple of well-worn couches and a TV. I was really wanting a glass of water, and when I heard voices in the kitchen, I made my way there to see where I could get a drink. The daughter pointed to the faucet and said I could get some there, to which her friend replied, "Well, she needs a glass!" After her friend said that, her daughter got me a glass and some water. (I would have gotten it myself, but I hadn't been shown where anything was.)
We watched TV until 9:30. At this point, we had had no contact with either Bob or Amy. I knew Amy was at work and that I wouldn't see her until the next day, but Bob never checked to see if we had what we needed or anything or to ask us to pay. I was flabbergasted at this, only because at every other B&B we've stayed, the owner(s) made sure to introduce themselves to us and to make sure we had what we needed.
The next day, we made our way downstairs where we met Amy. She was a sweetheart and very apologetic about the debacle that was the previous day's check-in, and she made us an unbelievable breakfast. It was so delicious! Bacon and cheese omelet (with a little goat cheese thrown in), toast, blueberry pastry, fresh fruit, and home fries that were spiced just right. After the incredible breakfast, we played with the goats for a bit, then packed up and hit the road.
I'm truly confused as to how I should rate our stay. The first day was not great, but Amy was such as sweetheart. I really enjoyed talking with her. I'm not sure if I would stay here again, though. I kinda felt like we were in the way.