Oh this is totally fun.
Some clever person went and reviewed literary homes for AirBnB. Want to stay at Four Privet Drive? What about The Wall? All we can say is, read the reviews first...
The accommodations were so cozy and comfortable, perfect for napping all day -- but also, paradoxically, perfect for creating an insatiable thirst for adventure. The only thing I did not appreciate was the host's constant attempts to feed me. Eggs, potatoes, pickles, raspberry jam, cheese, chicken, cakes -- all of it, he tried to shove down my throat while prattling on about second dinners. Ummm, what?! Finally I had to sit him down and tell him that I've had trouble eating due to recent heartbreak and did not appreciate being pressured. He apologized and we hugged it out.