My word! This place! I slept beside a converted Colonial kitchen fireplace in a four-poster bed while my son, dreaming on his next morning's interview at Exeter, slept in the adjoining room under a quilt. Jaime greeted us so warmly that my son (we are from the West Coast) said "How is it that people here are so kind?" My son is notoriously underdressed for cold, and refused to put on his gloves and scarf to walk out onto the black ice -- so our host, at the door, gave him HIS OWN scarf and gloves. The decor is enchanting, the atmosphere magical. My son said he wants to tell his friends to go to Exeter just so they can stay at The Inn By the Bandstand.