I have never stayed in an Airbnb as disturbing and upsetting as this one. Sandrine and Antoine spent virtually our entire time there screaming. When they weren’t screaming at their kids they were screaming at us. Obviously the screaming at me and my travel companions was upsetting. The yelling at us was precipitated by us checking out exactly 10 minutes late and by me filling up my water bottle at the sink (I didn’t know that doing so was against the rules) but frankly far, far more challenging was to hear through closed doors them yelling and yelling at their kids, over and over and over again. The yelling would stop for 15 minutes or so and then would start again. This wasn’t just one day nor was it an isolated incident. Me or my companions were there for something like five days. When we came home they would be screaming at their kids. When we left they would be screaming. Once I was even woken up by the screaming. This happened every single day. These were two little sweet toddlers they must have been no older than 10. It broke my heart. Even writing this I find myself moved to tears.