This place has always felt like home to me, since the first time I stayed here thirteen years ago. The people are generous, giving, like family. Even the other guests. I watched my Dad dancing, in his own goofy way, with his big old goofy smile, to some guy playing harmonica. And my Dad came from a long line of Mennonites, so not particularly well known for their dancing skills. But he was so happy. I was glad to be able to offer that to him. I would never hesitate to recommend this place to anyone who asks. Comfortable, clean, welcoming, nicely situated just off the plaza, lots of art, just like coming home.