Thursday, December 13, 2012


Do You Not Hear What I Don't Hear?

"Dubbed “the hermitage” by the brothers of the Franciscan Monastery of the Holy Land in Northeast Washington, the space has no WiFi, TV or radio, and its occupancy limit is one. It’s been booked nearly solid since it opened in October."
And you can stay there for either "only" $70 a night or "a whopping" $70 a night.

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I'm Right on Top of that, Rose

If you're into this kind of thing, there's a really, really cool hotel bordering Glacier National Park in Montana that doesn't have TVs or phones in the rooms, and you can stay in converted railroad cars. Also, tons of cross-country skiing and you can get there by train.


(and no, I don't work there. It's just the. coolest.)


Awesome!! Thank you so much!!!!!peace!!x!@a


Or you could go camping!

(It's probably pretty cool tho)


@Danzig! - Seriously, people.


@Danzig! Although I just went camping and was so totally not alone (after the wildfires in my area, a lot of the parks are closed, which means the last ones standing are pretty crowded). Downside: no stoic solitude (e.g. someone about a mile off turned on a radio at about 10 pm). Upside: my tent neighbor made bacon and eggs for breakfast, and I shared my coffee.


I need this RIGHT NOW. I have a final to study for and I seem to be managing one twenty-minute burst and three hours of literally anything but studying.

Miss Maszkerádi

@Nutmeg That was me a few days ago. It Gets Better.


There's a place like that near me. And it's awesome. Trust.


@PistolPackinMama Although, to be fair to the Franciscans, the one near me is BYO floofy duvet.


I'll admit that I've been liking silence at home less and less lately--especially now that it's dark early and I get home an hour or two before my boyfriend does, I end up listening to TV while doing chores so I have some company. (If I don't have something to occupy my brain when it's quiet, like a book, my thoughts tend to go to places that are...not good.)


@frigwiggin Yeah, I can get into some weird self-reinforcing spirals pretty quickly. Which maybe means that I could benefit from a few days out in the middle of nowhere getting to know myself or whatever, but that's never been something I've been good at. So Castle marathons it is!


When I was young my family would spend a week every summer at a Benedictine abbey in the foothills of the Berkshires. The abbot was an old friend of my parents. It was also a working farm, and all the brothers had assigned jobs (gardener, cook, maintenance, cow-milking) and as guests we were encouraged to help out too. The rooms were austere, the meals were communal, and one night a week they would set up a projector in the parlor to screen old movies. I'll never forget the night they screened "Gone With the Wind," one of the brothers live-dubbed over Rhett Butler's infamous line "Frankly my dear, I don't give a DARN." We played Balderdash straight from the OED. My favorite pastime was banging on the giant Wurlitzer organ. As a kid I thought it was NOT cool to spend my summer vacation with a bunch of old scholarly men of the cloth, at least when it came time to compare vacation notes with classmates on the first day of school. But now when I think back on it, it was pretty idyllic.

Jolly Farton

@catalina That sounds so wonderful- it's decided, that is how my future children will spend their summers.

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