I arrived at the house, conveniently located close to the station. The host showed me to the room, which had a lot of moths in it. I queried the room with the host - it wasn't the one from the listing (and was much less nice). Apparently the window in the listed room was broken (the host never bothered to mention this before I arrived). It was late and I was tired, so I just went with the flow rather than try to find new accommodation. In the morning, I found a beetle living in my towel. On my final night, I was woken by _something_ crawling over my hand... and to top it off, I walked downstairs and the door to a room was open... yes, the listed room, clearly occupied by someone else!