Did someone say: SPIRITS??????
* An Aperitif or Apparition *
Cleveland Magazine
12 Great Getaways - By: Lynne Thompson
.....unlike other area restaurants and inns, the Fairfield Inn doesn't advertise its ghosts - prank-pulling soldiers in the kitchen, a crusty old character in the dining room, a female with a dislike for closed doors on the third floor - perhaps because owner Sal Chandon doesn't quite believe in them. Located eight miles outside of Gettysburg, the place has the sort of history that supports such a cast. The stone tavern and onetime stagecoach stop, built in 1757, and adjoining "mansion house" constructed in 1801, served as a colonial meeting house, Underground Railroad station and Confederate field hospital.
My large corner room, with its canopy bed and whirlpool tub in the recenty remodeled bath, seems inviting enough...I reluctantly return to my room after a dinner of chicken and biscuits, armed with the cordless house phone....First, the same closet door that wouldn't open while I was trying to dress for dinner won't stay closed. The door slowly inches open once, then twice, after I carefully turn the knob and fit the bolt into the doorframe. Then the floor begins to silently vibrate - yes, vibrate - while I'm in bed watching TV. I screw up the courage to climb out of bed and peek out a window, then stick my head out the door into the second-floor hall. The whole place is frighteningly quiet.
Twenty minutes later, the vibrations lessen in intensity and then stop. By that time, I've changed into my street clothes, turned on all the lights and returned to bed with the phone in one hand, my purse in the other, ready to dial 9-1-1 and make a run for the front door. I don't fall asleep until after dawn.....
Perhaps you will meet a Spirit or two...or at least enjoy one in the Tavern!