I stayed at Estefani's place for about a month. Not an entirely good experience.
First of all, I found it rather frustrating to communicate with the host. It often took 10 ~ 20 or even 30 hours to get a simple response, if at all. She claimed that she was having some internet issues, but I wonder, how can anybody live/work without internet access for hours, or days, these days?
Second, there were horrible people living upstairs. They were very loud. On my second night (Friday), they were so loud that I had to use the "white noise generator" app to sleep. At around 2AM~3AM, I was awoken up by a bunch of people, including a security guard. Apparently, they could hear the faint noise from this apartment and they could not stand it. In situations like this, 99.9 % of the people either ignore it or wait until the next morning. Instead, these people decided to wake me up. In the middle of the night. By any means. (They kept ringing the door bell, opened the windows from outside, opened the curtain, and was flashing a flash light on my face, etc., knowing full well that I was deep in sleep.) The irony was, they were having a party, blasting loud music (likely all night) possibly disturbing hundreds of people in the neighborhood. (There were dozens of apartments packed together in a small area.) This was the first time in my life when people "raided" my place, and violated my private space in my sleep. At ~3AM in the morning. It was something I would never ever do to other people, unless it was a true emergency. I am not gonna say how ridiculous this whole situation was. There are all kinds of people in this world. The word "disrespectful" does not even start to describe my sentiment towards this kind of people.
(The people living upstairs had no sense of propriety. They watched TV until very late, well past midnight, almost every night (as far as I could tell). The TV was unfortunately located right above my bed. Kids were running around all the time. Often until 10~11pm, or even later. They were constantly draaaaaaaagging (what appeared to be) tables and chairs, and even heavier-sounding objects like sofas, making loud loud, and often squeaking, noise. Sometimes like hundreds of times a day. Day and night. Also, I was awoken up in the middle of the night, more than once, due to the noise/repeated banging sound/grunting. Use your imagination. An absolute nightmare. (BTW, I used ear plugs every night. And, I don't use the words like "horrible" lightly.))
I recently got robbed (even in CDMX). I got conned (even by an AirBnb host). (And, no. AirBnB does not care. You are on your own.) I was traveling on a budget, and I just wanted to save some money. This place wasn't really worth it, however.
BTW, communication is also about respect. For other human beings. A small effort can go a long way to make other people's lives easier, more pleasant. That is, if you care about other people. It doesn't take much to be "nice", to be "considerate", to be "helpful" to other human beings. I once got locked out of my room here, and I asked her for help. She replied over 24 hours later. (Obviously, I immediately realized I couldn't wait for her answer when I got locked out.) I asked her, since the other rooms were not occupied at the time, if I could use one of the other rooms instead (to see if it could be better in terms of the noise problem). Again, it took hours and hours. And, a few more hours. I had already given up by the time she finally replied, to the effect of "let me get back to you later". Jeez. Don't worry about it if it is too much trouble for you. I just bought a bag of ear plugs, and decided to stay through these nightmares. (Also, with the help of Tylenol PM. :))