Bessy’s home is centrally located and beautiful like a Museum, but she runs other businesses out of this place and is very particular. If you have children or need privacy this is not the place for you. The first two days were great but after meeting her, things went downhill fast. Talking to her was awkward enough, but then Bessy got very angry when she saw that I was running a load of laundry in the kitchen which she said could be used. After that she wouldn’t leave us alone and insisted on finishing my laundry. I didn’t want her touching my things so I said I could dry my own clothes then she snapped “You did not ask permission. This is not America. I costs money to run the dryer so you need to hang it.” What? I’ve never had to ask permission for this at an Airbnb before. Since she wasn’t leaving I went back to the bedroom. When I came out to leave for the evening she attacked me again saying I washed too many things. I don’t know what difference it made. It wasn’t overloaded. She then scolded my daughter. Now I had enough. This whole thing was so petty we walked out and decided to leave early the next morning so we wouldn’t have to see her again. As soon as we woke up, however, Bessy was right outside the door, hair disheveled and in the clothes from the day before, so I think she must have slept in another part of the apartment somewhere to keep an eye on us. We could barely keep our composure, we were so mad, and left.