As other reviewers were (too) quick to point out, the apartment does indeed have a wonderful view of the Grand Harbor. And yes, the location cannot be beat – right in the middle of the ancient city of Valletta. Unfortunately, our experience does not end here. We were an hour and a half late to check-in (6:30 PM instead of 5:00 PM). It’s something no hotel would ever make a fuss about, but seeing that this wasn’t a hotel, we felt like we owed the host an apology. It didn’t help that he had given us the wrong directions to the property, as the Google link led us to a location 5 blocks from where we were supposed to be. Eitherway, I imagine our tardiness had upset the host’s assistant so much that when she met us at the property (“greeted us” would be an overstatement), she curtly gave us the keys and was on her way. There were dirty dishes in the dishwasher, cracks in the glass of the indoor staircase, mildew in the bathroom, a broken soap dispenser (without soap in it). The WiFi was locked, and no password information was provided. The sliding glass door separating the living room from the balcony did not really work: you can crack open one of the panels, but the hinges were so old (and/or cheap) that we chose not to bother with it. So much for enjoying the view from outside. It was clear that good money was spent on the property. Once. Unfortunately, that only goes so far as years of neglect seem to have taken a toll (as several other reviewers have mentioned). And in all honesty, we could have overlooked some of these issues had our host been welcoming, accommodating, or civil at the very least. But, he did not meet even the most basic requirements of civilized rapport, let alone those of an actual host. The evening we checked in, we went out for dinner. Upon our return, we were unable to unlock the front door to the apartment. Three of us kept trying for about half an hour, but the mechanism appeared to us to be jammed. Having exhausted all the possible twists and turns of the deadbolt, we telephoned the owner, who – instead of offering immediate assistance – once again brought up the issue of our late check-in. He accused us of calling him a liar (which we never, ever, did), and refused to dispatch one of his “assistants” until we issued a formal apology for “slandering” his name. He literally screamed at us over the phone for about 20 minutes, while the five of us were stuck helpless and dumbfounded at the doorstep of his apartment. In our many years of using AirBnB, we have never had such a negative experience with a host before. Eventually a friend of his eventually showed up. Apparently, we had to push in the key gently while pulling the door towards us, then do ¼ of...