“The Chetwood” is the remodeled back half of a garage. Accessibility was a serious issue for us: plants underfoot constituted a tripping hazard and a tree hung down over the narrow path to below shoulder level obscuring visibility, especially at night. The pebble and paving stone pathway makes it impossible to roll roller board suitcases The long step down into the apartment onto a cute stone step is also hazardous although noted in the description. The back yard was unkempt, and unusable which was not reflected in the photos. The apartment itself is very unbalanced with a lot of effort spent on looks, but not much on practical issues. There were three nice touches: a Bose sound system, an air purifier, and a Jennair stove top. Unfortunately, there is no place to work online, no dining table or chairs, no closet, a toaster oven but no oven or toaster, no coffee machine, a poor Wi-Fi connection (and bad cell phone reception making our hot spot unusable, too), no large pots, no TV. Although Terri, the host, puts a good spin on the bedroom in her description, it is windowless, almost airless, and there is barely room for the bed in the tiny space. We tried to adapt by bringing in a table and chairs, a small desk, a pasta pot, a TV, and by trimming the undergrowth and overgrowth. To be fair, I should have asked before I trimmed. Terri became irate and her husband asked us to leave. After AirBnb guaranteed our refund, we were happy to move post haste into a hotel. As COVID-19, fire, and air quality refugees, we were surprised by the lack of forethought and empathy by our hosts.