We have a granary, that if you look out the window in the right direction, and scrunch your eyes up real good, might just appear to be situated in the middle of rolling hills and fields. Maybe that blob on the window is actually a horse? Maybe that mesh prim outside is actually a tractor? Maybe that’s the limit on how much country knowledge this writer has? Who knows? Friendly people, great music, all in the (allegedly) best country location ever! Did we mention the cake?