I'm 1998 someone had the bright idea of renting out what used to be 'worker' shacks on an ex cotton plantation. The number of shacks grew slowly until in recent years they have run out of space to put more.
In addition to the shacks they have converted the cotton gin into accommodation. I believe that one of the website strap lines is "The Ritz, we're not", and that's certainly true but it's one of the most interesting places I have ever stayed.
"To truly understand a man, walk a mile in his shoes; better yet, spend a night in his bed".
When we arrived there was a master class for harmonica going on in the bar. More of that later.
Over to Rachael....
Mike was very excited to stay in this place I was less so but in fairness it was cute that is until you see the bedding which was from 1976 it was clean but certainly not pressed and the pillows inside those cases well.... no!! It was glamping without the glam!! (so more Ping, then - Mike) An experience though. :-)
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