I was treated with a tremendous lack of respect by the owner of this place. / Fui tratada con una tremenda falta de respeto por la dueña de este lugar. / Fui extremamente desrespeitada pela proprietaria desse apartamento. After such a terrible experience it is not even work describing the condition of the apartment. There is no comfort to heal the insult I experienced from Mariana as I was leaving the apartment, which is why I am leaving this review and translating it so that more people can read it. During the check out, she came to see if everything was okay and she realized that a part of the doorknob was not there. I explained to her that it was a piece of the door that was always falling off when I opened the door so instead of fixing it every time, I simply put that piece away in a drawer. In the moment I couldn't remember where exactly I had placed it. As if I would keep such a thing! What would I even do with it? Surely make millions off of it...She began to ask me questions with an angry tone and expression and even went to the extreme of asking me several times if I had changed the lock to her apartment! What did she mean? She was suggesting, obviously, that I was planning on entering her apartment illegally. I felt profoundly offended and as a foreigner staying in the city, I understood this as discrimination. I felt so perplexed that the only thing I could think was to offer her the value of the "precious" doorknob piece. She, cleverly took advantage of my bewilderment and the fact that I was in a rush (my taxi was about to arrive), and asked me for “300 or 400 pesos”. Needless to say, I will not be staying here again in the future. Ante una situación tan desagradable, ¿de qué vale describir la estructura del dept., lo que funciona o no? No hay confort que sane el insulto que Mariana me hizo al salir de su dept., por eso dejare registrada aquí mi experiencia y con mucho gusto la traduzco para que más personas puedan leerla. En el check out, ella vino a averiguar si todo estaba bien y se dio cuenta de que la tapa de la cerradura no estaba encajada. Yo le explique que era una pieza que se caía siempre que yo abría la puerta y por eso la había guardado, pero no me acordaba donde. ¡Imaginen si yo me quedaría con una tapa de cerradura! ¿Qué haría con esto? Ganaría millones, tal vez. ¡Ella entonces me empezó a hacer preguntas con una expresión de cólera y llego al extremo de preguntarme repetidas veces si yo había cambiado la cerradura de su departamento! ¿Qué quería decir con esto? Sugería, obviamente, que yo estaría planeando entrar ilegalmente en su dept. Me sentí profundamente ofendida y, como una extranjera de paso por la ciudad, lo veo como...