Although I coordinated a meeting time with the host in advance, I was left standing on the street for 40 minutes before somebody let me inside. The ceiling in the apartment is very low; I am 6'1" and had to bend my head to avoid hitting it when walking around. The man living in the room next to mine was antisocial and angry. He wouldn't talk to me or look me in the eye and pounded the wall and screamed when he became angry at the house cat. He confronted me one night for using the hallway light between my bedroom and the bathroom with enough rage that I was almost concerned for my safety. There were glue traps in the laundry room, and two times a mouse got caught and squeaked until the next day when someone disposed of them. The refrigerator died on the second day I was there, and I wasn't notified until I came back to the apartment from work. I had bought groceries on the way and lost most of them.
The cat living in the house truly is adorable and friendly and a pleasure to come home to.