Usually if you were to stay somewhere with a slightly dilapidated, uncared for presentation, with a black mouldy bathroom, leaking showerscreen, no bath floor mats, and a kitchen tap that has sheered off and is hanging at an angle, you might just say “oh well at least it is clean”. In this case whilst the bedding and (too small) towels were clean, the floor of the apartment was not.
The kitchen equipment was more like a students kitchen at the end of year with mismatched “styling”. Two teaspoons. One disgusting sponge scourer. Two mismatched tea stained mugs. That’s before you notice the cupboard doors hanging off their hinges and the broken fridge door shelves. All lit with a flickering set of bulbs, set to join those already extinguished. Beware the lack of plug in the bathroom washbasin, for your toothbrush head will fall into the murky clogged up darkness.
What was perhaps the most frustrating was the uselessness of the perfectly pleasant agents. They promised on multiple occasions to “come and fix it” but they didn’t, and didn’t apologise for blanking the requests.
Great location, but only if you aren't bothered about where you are staying.