The week started just fine, I arrived on Tuesday. The studio was lovely, it had mostly everything I could want. Heba wasn’t there when I arrived but the key was available from her parents who live in the adjoining property and she visited with me on her return from work as I had asked to borrow an ironing board, which she graciously provided along with a hairdryer for my convenience. I was in London for a family funeral which was taking place the following day (Wednesday), so it was going to be a quiet but tough week and I wanted a place to chill alone to watch some TV. This place was in the ideal location for me, with bus routes to everywhere I needed to get to right at the end of the road, within 2 minutes walking distance. There was no TV on the listing but Heba had previously suggested bringing a laptop as WiFi is available and I could stream and watch that way, which I was ok with. This didn’t work out too well, as I found out later on in the week, her son games online and so when he’s not at school, the WiFi bandwidth is reduced greatly and the WiFi streaming ability in the studio buffers a lot. I therefore was unable to watch any decent content on my laptop in the evenings. On Wednesday evening the lights went out in the studio and I called Heba who came to my rescue, showing me how to reset the electrical trip switch and all was fine again. Unfortunately, this happened another 3 times on Friday morning whilst I was in the (electric) shower! The first time it took 30 minutes for the electricity to come back on as the trip switch was not doing as Heba had previously shown me. I messaged her pretty angry, wet & cold and she was very apologetic saying she would contract an electrician immediately, (whether or not this happened I don’t know) and that I could move into the main house onto the 3rd Floor where they had a guest room, shower and another living room with smart tv. I reluctantly agreed and moved some of my stuff over that evening. The rooms were nice and Heba’s family were very friendly and accommodating. This is when I discovered her son was an online gamer. I really enjoyed the smart TV that evening. I woke the next morning at 7:30am to discover that the WiFi had been disconnected the previous evening at family bedtime! Considering this is listed as one of the amenities of the listing and the only source of communication I had to my family and Heba via my phone, I was a little perturbed. I went downstairs into the house and found Heba’s son playing his games console and asked him if the internet was on, but he said “No, not even for me”. I said not to worry and went back upstairs as there were no adults to be found anywhere, thinking I’d watch the smart tv, but of course that also needs internet, so I had to wait over 2 hours until someone got up, which was around 10:00am. Then the WiFi was finally switched back on!! I spoke to the parents about it and they apologized, but Heba was nowhere to be found. I got lots of apologies from her parents, about the electrics and the WiFi but all I got from Heba was Ghosted! She never once came to see me personally about all the hassle I had, she just left it to her parents. Heba was the Host not her parents and honestly a pretty poor show as hosts go. It was a tough week for me, I was grieving for a family member and just wanted somewhere to relax and chill but it turned out anything but that! It ended up a complete farce and so stressful. Plus they also admitted to me that the place was wired by dodgy electrician’s when it was built but still rented it out anyway without getting it resolved or checked.