I was here for six nights as I started a new job and secured a new place to live and I was only around in the evenings. I'm truly torn about this space. The airbnb itself is lovely - it's smartly remodeled and comfortable to use. The location is easy to access in a fun neighborhood. All the furniture looked freshly assembled from an Ikea catalog. With a few host behavior upgrades, I think it would have been very pleasant experience. But the unpleasant experiences were deal breakers for me. My disclaimer: I travel a healthy amount in the U.S. and Europe and I'm a bit of a snob.
Here were the deal breakers: The "bath" towels were really hair salon size. I bought a cheap beach towel the next day just to have coverage. The smell of pot smacking me in the face 5 of the 6 nights, coming from the owner's residence below, made me wish I had picked a sterile hotel rather than this airbnb. That was a first (and I stayed at an Amsterdam airbnb). Hey, if that's your thing, this is probably the place for you. But that doesn't mean you'd be allowed to indulge in the airbnb space. Perhaps they book mostly to college students and Mary Jane enthusiasts, but I felt as though my mom was poised to pop my knuckles for breaking a rule, like not closing the refrigerator door all the way (which was written on a post-it note). All the hand-written rules seemed juvenile. This may have all been overlooked had I received even one personal welcome or check-in after paying them almost $800. The only personal message I received was a generic reason why they cut off their wifi access between 10:45 pm and 6 am. Would I pick the neighborhood again? Absolutely. Would I pick this airbnb again? No.