In September 2004, my wife, Julie and I were invited to spend some time with our American friends in this town, where they had moved to in order to escape the onerous burden of Californian Taxes.
As British people we had been to Florida a few times and stayed in out of the way places there as well as the tourist traps and had visited the friends previous place in Sacramento.
However, there was no way that this could prepare us for here.
Just to get there we had to take a flight to Pittsburgh on US airlines then change to one for San Fransciso and finally onto a little MD-80 for the final leg. To us, more used to our airlines, scary, but not as bad when we previously flew with Delta.
So we felt that we can come to near the edge of the earth.
When we sallied forth into the town we discovered that the place seemed to be a time warp, all the old Americana that we had seen on film and TV and trhought long gone. Absolutly delightful.
Everyone we met (except one loud mouthed old biddy on the 'plane who made a point of complaining loudly about the influx of tourists, we being the only non-US for probably a few hundred miles) eveyone greeted us and made us most welcome once they found out our nationality.
So overall a most delightful place to visit.