Massimo was hostile when we arrived. He coped a bad attitude because we didn’t meet him in the airport where he expected us, as represented by his lousy description. Apparently he’s too cool to hold a sign with a guest’s name like everyone else in the airport does. When we found him, he stormed away like a petulant child, giving us the silent treatment and we were left to follow him to his car as he sped away in silence. (I would have found other transportation if I knew he was such an inhospitable host). The place as it appears in the photos is smoke and mirrors (and a clever photographic lens). The dinning room is the closet, and the total space is about 225 square feet. It’s noisey as hell there from the tourists and the garbage collection that happens outside the window every morning at dawn.
Rome is a big city with lots of places to stay. Don’t be cooped up in a noisy, misrepresented shoe box and be forced to deal with an asocial personality like Massimo.