It is with reticence that I write this review. I will regret it. Deeply regret it.
I want to tell you not to rent this place.
I want to tell you the view was terrible; that Paul, the owner, was unaccommodating.
I want to tell you this place was not charming, not comfortable, and that we had a terrible time. I want to tell you it was not perfect, not romantic, not at all a great week.
I want to tell you these things. But I cannot. Not with a clear conscience at any rate.
Because you see the thing is, Melissa and I want to come back, back to this very place. The place where we watched the moon set on a cloudless night, the place where we saw an endless stream of satellites quietly speed by overhead while we traced out constellations with a flashlight. The place where we marveled at the vivid lightning show fifty miles offshore safe in the knowledge it was not coming our way.
And we want to come back again. And again.
But dear reader, prudent and savvy VRBO user that you are… If I tell you how great our week was, well, then YOU will want to rent the Cents and Centsability. And I am not sure how I feel about that. Maybe we feel like we want to keep this genie bottled up for ourselves.
Because you see, we have not figured out next summer yet. Or this fall. Or next spring. But maybe you have. And maybe you will rent the week we want. Or maybe you will wreck our growing thoughts of “What might TWO weeks in Emerald Isle be like?… Or three? OR EVEN A MONTH?…”
So please, I beg you. DO NOT RENT THIS PLACE. Because, well, it is just that awesome.
Thanks Paul… It was a tremendous week. We will be back.