If you were to close your eyes and picture a haunted hotel, odds are you would conjure up a picture similar to the reality I was facing. Dating back a century, the building resembles a long-forgotten attic, filled in every corner with ornate carved chairs, fringed lampshades and gilded frames.
The parlor is a favorite gathering place for guests, and is the scene of a nightly sherry-and-cookies tea social. An enclosed bookshelf is nestled back in the corner next to a fireplace, and Victorian settees flank a grand piano. A grand staircase leads upstairs to guest rooms and more antiques. The décor is perhaps best described as faded grandeur.
