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I’m John, the self-proclaimed mayor of Hell, Michigan, and I’m excited to welcome you to my little slice of “paradise,” where you’ll lord over the ghouls and goblins that call this haunted inferno home.
Ever been to Hell and back? Now’s your chance. This month, I’m handing over the keys to the Gates of Hell and appointing you Mayor for the night.
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Yes, Hell is, indeed, a town -- the one that you’ve probably been told to go more times that you can remember. In fact, we are the only town with such a distinction in all of the United States, and with living souls still brave enough to inhabit it to boot.
As soon as you turn down the road to Hell (which has been paved with good intentions, of course), you’ll start to feel the hair on the back of your neck stand up -- which will let you know you’re near.
You’ll head down the pumpkin-lit pathway to the Mayor’s Lair, where you’ll lay your head for the night – after a fright-filled evening watching scary movies in an outdoor screening area and swapping ghost stories by the fire pit.
Since you’ll be “Mayor” for the night, I’d love for you to explore and check out everything it has to offer, socially distanced and safely, of course. For instance, we have great, local spots like the Hell Hole Diner and Hell Saloon for you to enjoy takeout or a bite on the outdoor patio -- calories even burn faster in Hell. Make sure to take a stroll by the Locks of Love Bridge, where couples lock their love in the depths of Hell and our very own Reverend officiates marriages. And should you and your significant other wish to lay your single lives to rest and join your souls in matrimony during your stay, the Reverend would be damn happy to oblige -- as we say, a marriage that starts in Hell has no place to go but up!
In the morning, you’ll count yourself as one of the rare few to visit Hell and live to tell about it -- and even better, next time someone tells you to “Go to Hell!”, you can say you’ve already been there! And I’ll present you with a spooky souvenir, so you can remember this helluva good time forever.
And while Hell isn’t normally known for comfort (read: fires and toiling), your comfort and safety during your stay are my top priorities. You’ll have the Mayor’s Lair and surrounding grounds to yourself from check-in to check-out, and the Lair will be cleaned prior to your arrival in accordance with Airbnb's Enhanced Cleaning Protocol, which is informed by guidelines from health and medical experts.
Despite what you may have heard, Hell does still have some rules:
--The Mayor’s Lair sleeps two people max, and I like to keep things cozy so please, no additional guests.
--Everyone knows all dogs go to Heaven, so no pets are allowed in Hell – unless they’re a certified service animal.
--Scary stories are best told by a campfire. I’ll provide the spark, but please don’t leave my offering unattended.
--Be on your best but spookiest behavior. No smoking, drugs or illegal activities. There will be 24/7 security to ensure your safety -- and know that they will be following health and safety guidelines as well.
--Finding a parking spot can be hell. But not to worry, private parking is available. Just note that we aren’t able to provide transportation to or from your stay.
--You must have a verified Airbnb profile and be 18+ to request to book this stay. Your guest may be under 18, subject to Airbnb’s terms of service.
--Believe it or not, Hell can freeze over. Don’t forget to dress for the weather!
--Food will be provided (and don’t worry, it’ll be more than brains and eyeballs), so let us know if there are any allergies or dietary restrictions we should keep in mind. Plus we’ll provide compostable, single-use utensils.
--And of course, Hell isn't so hellish that we wouldn't provide our Mayor with their own bathroom. There will be one on site for your private use, located just outside of the Lair.
