Visiting my grandparents’ cabin is always an exciting experience. They purchased the small lodging back in the 1960s, and every year they spend a couple of months out there in the middle of nowhere. When they aren’t residing in the cabin, they let the rest of the family use it, so I usually go out their and spend a couple of days each year alone in nature.

Each time I pay of visit to the cabin there is some new piece of home décor. My grandparents love to outfit the place with rustic items, and during my last trip, I noticed a new cuckoo clock on one of the walls. I enjoyed the clock at first, but after a couple of hours the constant strikes every hours began to disrupt my quietude, so I had to shut it down for the rest of my trp.