I cannot say enough wonderful things about my girlfriend. In addition to accompanying me on my 30th birthday pub crawl last weekend, she arranged a surprise weekend up in the mountains to celebrate with me. I love surprises, and while trying to keep a whole weekend a secret is difficult she pulled it off well as I had little idea where we were going or what we were doing until the last minute.
There was something about the place that seemed a little creepy to us, but we had already made the reservations. While the owners were very friendly and helpful we had a horrible time getting to sleep with all sorts of noises (a train ran through behind the house), heating issues, and one of the most uncomfortable beds we had slept on. We were thus feeling a little unprepared for the large, slightly-overcooked breakfast the next day. We've concluded that bed and breakfasts just aren't for us.