
The Glass House
Glass on three sides, one bed, and the oak trees standing right at the door.

Cabins hidden deep in the Dilijan forest, where the day is yours to spend — on the trails, around the fire, or doing nothing at all.
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Check-in Date - Check-out Date
Guests
2 Adults · 0 Children · 1 Rooms
Every cabin is different, and every one of them is warm — built into the forest rather than on top of it, with the trees left exactly where they were.

Glass on three sides, one bed, and the oak trees standing right at the door.

Reached by a rope bridge, with a deck that sits level with the branches.

Raised on stilts above the slope, lit up along both edges after dark.

A wood stove, a low bed, and a wall of doors onto the terrace.
Not a hotel with a view of the forest — a handful of cabins inside it, open in every season.
Solar panels power every cabin and the water runs hot from our own heaters. Full comfort, no cables in sight.
ATV and buggy trails, forest hikes, archery, and a sauna and hot tub for the evening after.
A bonfire, a guitar, and a silence you can actually hear. Bring the people you'd want to share it with.

A few times a year the whole place turns into something else. Last season it was The Witcher — an entire world built between the cabins, from dusk until well past midnight.

Last season
Torchlight between the cabins, costumes, and a story that ran until two in the morning.

Every full moon
One fire, whoever is staying that night, and nobody keeping track of the time.
We build them once the season decides. Leave your name and you'll hear about it before the page does.
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There is a place in the Dilijan forest that takes some effort to find. That was never a problem to solve — it was the whole idea. Lost Place began with a few cabins built among the trees, for people who wanted to step out of the city's rhythm for a while.
Everything here is built around the forest rather than against it. Power comes from the sun, hot water from our own heaters, and the trees stayed where they stood. The cabins are small on purpose — enough room for comfort, not enough to forget where you are.
What people come back for isn't the list of things to do, though there are plenty. It's the evening after — the fire, the guitar, the quiet that settles in around eleven. Hard to find, as we said. Harder to forget.

The forest is easier to reach than it looks. Come find it.
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