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Saturday, August 06, 2005 

"Cottage"

Wow was the first thing that came to mind as we strolled through the grass, staring at the french chateau. Only it wasn't a french chateau, it just looked like one.

Moongate. Some would call it a cottage, but I think that's too modest a word for a place that resides in "millionaire's row."

It truly is magnificent. Breathtaking, even. I felt relaxed which, we were told, was one of the effects of entering through Moongate's doors. Pass the threshold and you will instantly feel all your worries disappear.

It reminded me of the my grandparents' country home. Nostalgia running through me, I felt at home at Moongate. Wow.