Meseta

The room most people ask for a second time. West-facing with nothing between the deck and the horizon except eleven kilometres of flat ground, which means you can watch objects set rather than losing them behind the ridge.

Two beds, red-fitted throughout, and a bench outside long enough to lie on. The bench matters more than it sounds: most of what is worth seeing here is directly overhead, and standing up to look at the zenith stops being fun after ten minutes.