The property’s name is entirely deceiving. It is not an “entire mansion” or even an entire house. Both the attic and basement are rented to tenants: something you only discover is deep in the fine print after hearing weird footsteps above your bedrooms and seeing lights on below ground.
Speaking of lights, a good quarter of the bulbs were burned out. The kitchen sink leaks (I emptied the leak catching bowl under the sink so the kitchen wouldn’t flood), the upstairs bathroom sink tap is wiggly, the floors have huge holes in them around various fixtures, the fooseball table had no balls, and the upstairs balcony felt like we’d fall through. Wifi was spotty and almost nonexistent even after extensive trouble shooting with the mgt team. A little bit more care would have made our stay a lot more functional.
It was beautiful and spotless though, so kudos to housekeeping.
The worst, however, was that in order to get check in directions, the mgt firm sends you a link to upload your passport/DL photo and a selfie. No way am I going to use public wifi to upload sensitive documents. If they need that, they should request it at booking, when one can presumably do so securely, rather than on arrival in a foreign location where private, secure wifi is not an option. It required multiple phone calls and texts to get the key code - and the mgt company claimed they had no idea about this requirement. Hard to believe.
Sketchy check in. Sketchy/misleading name. Creepy discovery that we were living with strangers. Nope. Not again, thanks.