Day 1 arriving at the house, the help arrives, nice lady, she presents the keys with no other information. I ask for the internet password and she nods and walks away. I think she is coming back. The place feels much different from the picture. After waiting some time, she hasn’t come back so I go to look for her and find her sweeping the staircase of the main house as if we never spoke. In the evening people are passing by the windows making noise. They can look in from several places so I close the curtains that I can can close, and throw a blanket on one of them without a curtain. The bathroom bathroom has old blinds that are terribly difficult to close, and when they do, they don’t come all the way down so there is a gap that is especially noticeable when you are showering at night. The shower is almost impossible to balance, its either scalding hot or way too cold in an already cold place. It’s one of those small bathroom units where there is no separator between the shower and toilet and the water sprays everywhere getting the toilet wet and cold and you can barely sit on the freezing toilet seat. The bedroom too is so deathly cold in winter that even with gloves, four pairs of socks, a winter jacket and several blankets, which I had to request for, it still feels as if you are sleeping outside - and I'm Canadian, from the snow belt. I'd recommend investing in a just small cheap heater. On day two of 7, the maid comes once over for may two minutes to exchange the soaking bath mat and rinse some dishes to throw on the rack. She doesn’t return for days. The one wet towel never dries because it is too cold and there is nothing to mop up the bathroom floor with now. On the second last day I am out of toilet paper. Also, I cannot use my one dirty wet towel anymore so I request for a fresh one. I am curious if being serviced was part of the package. May be I am wrong? I ask. The owner responds saying she is sorry and that it should be serviced every couple of days. I say oh well, tomorrow is my last day so might as well wait until I leave now to clean. I don’t need her tomorrow. By this point however, my allergies are getting to be a problem but I’ve thrown the dusty grey blankets seen in the photographs on the armchairs aside and I’m not using them in the bed anymore. Next morning, the maid barges in to the apartment without knocking. She has her own key and comes in without any warning or notice of housekeeping. I’m on my computer working from the bedroom and think I jump up in shock. Is it the maid, even though I thought we had communicated that she...