As you enter the building you are welcomed with the strong sickening smell of the bins and as you continue to enter the apartment your nose is struggling to cope with the smell of bleach, to mask the smell of the bins.
You’ll also notice the apartment has zero to terrible Wi-fi (this is unless you hug the front door. If you do not fancy standing by the front door for the Wi-Fi you may get a bar by the steps next to the door, but be warned these carpets haven’t been changed since the 500AD and may encounter the the odd bite or five.
My partner’s legs had bites all over. One the size of a tennis ball near her ankle which caused her a lot of pain to walk and ruining her trip. Of course if going on holiday and getting bites and suffering without Wi-fi for 5 days is your thing then this place is perfect for you.
Good news everyone! There is TV in the apartment but no signal so fun looking a blank screen.
Moving to the bathroom, you legitimately get to sit on a throne, unfortunately the experience isn’t king esque in anyway. You’ll notice when you pull the flush the water tank above you will leak toilet water down the tiles, don’t worry though this has been fixed by a bit of Silweld, but being Rome, when does a quick fix ever last longer than 5 minutes?
The master bedroom is 5ft 1 in height. Perfect for a minion, imperfect for anyone wishing to stand up straight and avoid a neck or back injury.
Fancy a cup of tea of coffee? As long as you don’t mind a dash of paint to go with it which comes totally free of charge readily available in the kettle.
Almost forgot to mention the beautiful music you’re woken up to at 7am in the morning. A classic melody complied of drilling, banging and heavy metal music.
Our lovely host was extremely quick to welcome us to the apartment, collect the city tax and dash away. When we informed her about all the problems we faced during our stay, her response was ‘you come, you enjoyed and now you’re complaining. Why didn’t you find another accommodation while you were there?’. If you’re asking the same question then my simple answer is, money doesn’t grow on trees.
The Oxford dictionary description for the word ‘Value’. - The worth of something compared to the price paid or asked for it. Therefore if the question is, “is the apartment worth value for money?”, then it’s a No from me (Simon Cowell voice).
On a more serious note, here are some pictures for you to judge for yourselves:
https://m.imgur.com/a/TzMdHAq