Hammock Island

Oh, yesss!
This is our personal altar to the Gods of Chilled-Out Hammock-Drifting.

A six-sided, wooden structure complete with wood roof and six hammocks, nestled among the orange grove, next to our small babbling river. A real nice one to gently gaze through the oranges up to the the azure blue skies, or turn your gaze inwards and lazily chat to the hammock companions all around you.

Warning: There is a rip in the universal space/time continuum here, and five minutes on Hammock Island can represent hours and hours in the outer world... see you there!