Wayne here. I grew up camping in a tent often. A total of 3/12 years in the High Sierra mountains. Someone made this their home and I hosted small family reunion here. My Arizona brother-in-law easily napped on the couch. The 14-year-olds found many places to move the air mattresses every night to sleep after an exhausting day of shooting each other on the x-box games. My granddaughter stated, " I thought it would be bigger." While a few days later my retired construction estimating family member added an estimated 2000 square foot of uniquely filled spaces and then counted the space below the three car garage that has a huge game and music room with couches that the grandkids fell asleep on often. The new feature of small tree trunks against the wall worked well as it also lit the stairs for "My escape to the lower more quiet rooms." Some 18 inch bass for me and the Northern's excited the Arizona kinfolk. We found McKales for dining in New London; It caused repeat trips during the week. Our heavenly Father made Nest Lake for fishing and the family loved the swimming area of Green Lake to occupy one afternoon. My daughter stated she loved it. I found the sitting area downstairs a great place to use the wifi (without interruptions in service) for my internet business and had an easy time printing shipping labels, etc. The campfire was available but the grandkids don't know what they're missing because the microwave is good enough for the somemores these days. I can only sum it up be saying as I was replacing the key in the lock box, My older sister turned around, raised her hands, and loudly stated, " Goodbye House."