Wow. Just when I thought tourist season was winding down, a couple from Michigan pulled up in a 1968 Volkswagen Microbus with a Partridge Family paint job. No sooner had I checked them in than a family from Australia — mom, dad, and 4-year-old daughter — arrived in a rented Land Cruiser. An hour later, six French bikers roared up on Harleys and filled up my remaining rooms.
They’re all gathered around the fire pit, toasting marshmallows and making s’mores. I’d join them, but I’m so sleepy I can barely keep my eyes open, so I think I’ll just call it a night.