Where do I begin about this listing? I think the only positive thing about this apartment is its location. It is literally a stone throw from the Arc de triomphe. This is where the positive ends. If you want to stay in this tiny apartment, make sure you can stand your travel companion. If you cannot, then please look elsewhere. I reserved this apartment for a birthday gift to myself. I wanted to be in Paris on my birthday as I have been quite ill and wanted to celebrate in style. After accepting my request to make a reservation, Jimmy informs me that he will not be around when I arrive but he will make arrangements as to how I will get the key to the apartment. Then he disappeared for four days. I kept sending messages asking for information and nada! Nothing. I had to call airbnb customer service for help after I tried to break my reservation and could not for some reason. Bless your heart Su and thank you for being so helpful. Jimmy did not respond to emails until I was 30 minutes away from arriving in Paris. We arrived to a rainy cold Tour du France backed up traffic and all Jinmy said was when you get to the address, ask for xxxx he will let you in. One thing saved the day, I had international roaming data otherwise things would have been worse. It turns out Jimmy did not tell xxxx someone was coming to the apartment and so xxxx refused to buzz us in. After much back and forth emails between Jimmy and me, someone finally buzzed us in. Then the arduous task of looking for the keys and finding the apartment began. Jimmy did not give information about how to get to the apartment and I had to keep sending messages asking to which his responses always came some 10 minutes after. After an hour and a half of angst and frustration, we finally found the apartment. Please note that the apartment is located in what must have been the servant's quarters in those days; dingy dirty windy dark stairs which went all the way to the 8th floor and ended in a somewhat comfortable but oh so tiny apartment. To our dismay we did not find the toilet and had to send a message to Jimmy once again asking where the toilet was. Yeah, you have to go down some steps to the toilet which was streaked with someone else's waste. We also had to ask before we were given the wifi code, a day after we moved in. The saving grace was that I was bent on enjoying myself no matter what or my birthday would have been ruined and Jimmy was not very apologetic about what we went through. We always used the bathroom in restaurants we ate in so as to save ourselves the trip to the bathroom. If you are the sporty type, and not averse to...