We love Tybee and close-by Savannah but we've never stayed in the absolute center of perfection before - Maybe 500 feet from beach access and a couple of blocks from the Breakfast Club. We shared the house with our three sons and five grandchildren. And there was plenty of room in large, high-ceilinged spaces for private conversation in front of the fireplace at the same time as a board game in the dining room and UNO at the card table.
The sunny property is essentially a top/bottom duplex so well designed that the flow of the rooms and stairs creates a welcoming nest for the extended family. Each bedroom has something extra and all the teenagers and younger, boys and girls, found something special about their space. Our immense suite included a huge whirpool bath side by side with a shower room. These came in very handy as most of us decided to take a Polar Bear swim, racing down to the waves and wrapping up for the quick trek back. The Bears took turns cleaning off in the outdoor spigot (Brrr!), followed by a shower in one of the many house showers then warming up in the hot tub. That sort of memory will be indelible for us all.
The house has an expansive, well-appointed kitchen. We only stayed two nights so we didn't prepare more than breakfast. Walking down to the restaurants was a breeze and we especially enjoyed Sting Ray's platters and burgers.
Owners! Pay attention. The biggest negative were the mattresses in the small twin bedroom by the front door. Lumpy and sagging, my laid-back son told me as we were leaving. He couldn't sleep well.
Xavier of the cleaning team gave us a great welcome. His boss (Mother not-so-Superior, I called her) and the folks back in the office, not so much. Way to pop a visitor's balloon, MNSS.
After the office approved our dropping off our bags 15 minutes early, the white-coated Housekeeper met us at the door and announced that no one had told us any such thing; the office would have called her if such permission had been granted. Then when I went for final check-in the clerk at the desk informed me that I had misrepresented our phone conversation; that she had never given such permission and that she never would because it was not allowed. I guess she's more afraid of the Housekeeper than of calling a non-returning guest a liar.
Basically the housekeeping was fine and well-organized. The dining room table was tacky but easily cleaned. The floors were spotless, towels plentiful