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I have lived in three 2 1/2 story houses. Two with parents, one with first husband.  None were real, real old, but far from new. Perhaps that is why I love them so much now. Although I do like the ones built in the 1700 & 1800s.

The one B & B we have stayed in many times is The Cashtown Inn which is 8 miles west of Gettysburg, PA.  This was a Confederate headquarters before the Battle of Gettysburg.  It is said that more Confederate Generals went through that door than any other house. Also if I'm not mistaken the doorknob is the same that was there during the battle.

This was the first one we ever stayed at.  Was our anniversary (we try for that each year), February 13 and through the week.  Off season and we were the only guests there.  Wow! Kind of scary at first as there are a lot of stories that go along with the inn.  Me, being the cheap skate that I am, asked for the cheapest room.  Got there and since we were the only ones there they upgraded us to a better one at same price. This was the A. P. Hill (Confederate general) room. The owners at that time were Dennis and Eileen Hoover. Eileen had been a history teacher and this was a dream come true for her. She had said that when they first bought it she would feel like someone was watching her until she finally just said, "Look, I won't bother you, if you don't bother me." Said everything seemed fine after that. They, along with their adult son, Jason, are great people.  Dennis gave us the grand tour of the whole place and then offered us the suite on third floor for only $17.00 more.  I had seen there was a t.v. in it and said, "No thanks."

So bar downstairs closes about 11 and we are then left all alone in this humongous house.  Dennis had told us that since we were alone there we could ramble all over the place (except bar and dining room) as much as we wanted.  I got camera and Bill and I started exploring. Went back to room and then realized I hadn't taken video camera along. So wanted to do it all over again.  Bill, the party pooper that he is, said he wasn't going to. So I had to ask myself if I had the guts to go it alone. Ha, in a heartbeat, fast, at times. LOL So, I filmed all rooms they rent out on second floor and the parlor on first floor. Ah, shucks, I didn't get third floor. So up I go, all alone, with camera in hand. No nothing jumped out at me but I must admit I did have a creepy feeling up there alone. Almost like someone was watching me. Started back down to second floor and am talking into camera that I'll just bet Mr. Bill is going to jump out of one of the rooms on second floor and try to scare me.  He did jump out of one of the rooms but didn't scare me.  Now if it had been on third floor I'd probably have had to take a shower right away. Anyway, we finally settled down and I lay there for quite some time just listening to the sounds of a house over 200 years old, then the next thing I knew it was morning.

This place had been a stagecoach stop and evidently at some places you could barter for a room, but this one took cash only, so the stagecoach driver would holler out, "Cashtown"  and hence the town got the name "CASHTOWN". They did the cooking in the basement.  There is a walk-in fireplace and a spring (used as frig) in the basement.

This building was used for many things including a house of ill repute. It was left go and in very bad need of repair before someone decided to open it back up as a bed and breakfast.

We had stayed in that room two or three times and in the suite on third floor three times. All my pictures of that place is on other computer which is not on line. Anyone interested can go to their website.

The Hoovers no longer own that one.  They bought another one east of Gettysburg.