This was a last minute booking so I should make allowances, but in all honesty, we didn't enjoy our stay.

My husband, brother & traveled to SF together, from LA.We picked Emily's apartment because it has 2beds.

We confirmed the booking at 10am. We made 2 stops from LA - Hearst Castle and for a meal - and got to the apartment at 11pm.

When we did, we found it to be dirty, dusty and there were no sheets on the 2nd bed. I knew it was late but I texted Emily asking for sheets and received no response. So, my husband I got online to search for 24hour stores to purchase linens & even towels, as we began to doubt their cleanliness.

Of course, nothing is open at San Fran after 11pm! So we ended up at an incredibly shady Safeway in a terrifying neighborhood about 10 mins away. There, I bought some cleaning spray, paper towels & a SwifferVac! Keep in mind, this is near midnight now.

Sitting in my car outside shady Safeway, my husband and I looked on Yelp for any other open stores. We found a Walgreens in the Castro and headed there.

We bought white T-shirts to use as pillowcases, a throw blanket for my brother to sleep on in the absence of sheets, & 3 towels. We read that there was a washing machine in the apartment and even considered doing laundry after midnight, but couldn't find the machine. I convinced myself that an unwashed towel from a store is better that an unwashed towel used by who knows who. Of course, the towels could have been clean - but we were a little thrown & went into overdrive.

Anyway, so at 1am, I'm sweeping/vacuuming floors, cleaning the shower & sinks, dressing pillows with T-shirts &my 6ft 2'' brother covered a portion of his mattress with small 15$ throw blanket from Walgreens.

We get to sleep just after 2am, exhausted as we had been going for over 12 hours. 3am, we woke to the loud entry of people coming home to Emily's apartment upstairs.

The next day, we are out all day having a good time. We came home and bumped into a lady who said she was a gardener. We asked her if she knew where the laundry was. She said she was using it but we could use it after. She lead us to a scary garage under the house and I had almost twisted my ankle on weird plastic beams laid on the floor. Also, it's the filthiest washing machine & dryer I've ever seen. We washed all our new towels/ linens and the next night slept more peacefully.

It's a basic studio, out of the way - but not ridiculously so. Parking is good. If it were clean, i'm sure we would have enjoyed our time. Also, my brother continued to sleep on a throw instead of bedsheets for the entire time - Emily never wrote me back.