We were told before we arrived, and again when we were given the key, that the AC setting could not be changed. We saw no evidence of AC in the apartment.
Everything Francois said in May is still true. There is no closet. There are no hangers. There is no place to hang clothes. There is no place to hang wet towels. There is no garbage can. There is no microwave. There is a dishwasher but no detergent and no instructions. There is a washing machine but no detergent and no instructions. There is no dryer. There was no shampoo, soap, or toilet paper. (We contacted Welkeys and some was brought the next day.) There is no room to walk around the bed, so the person by the window has to crawl over the other person. There is no table to eat on. There is an iron but no ironing board. There are no tissues. The kettle is encrusted with white crud; we could not use it. One pan was too badly damaged to use. The little food in the cabinet was well past its sell-by date.
Welkeys’s attitude appears to be, “you payed to sleep here, and that’s all you’re gonna get from us”.