The house is filthy, and nobody cleans up after themselves and nobody is willing to clean up after someone else. We can't keep each other accountable because people are moving in and out all the time and are basically strangers in a Hobbesian microcosm. There were seven people staying when I was there and only three of us ever stood in the kitchen because, presumably, the rest were abhorred.
If the host could hire a housekeeper for just 2 days a week, it would make a world of difference, but he does all the work himself (and mostly only when one of the guests asks, and only really basic sweeping). Needless to say, we had rodent issues.
The stovetop was slowly breaking down over the two months I was there. Obviously, not everyone pays attention, and with that old dysfunctional stove, it's easy to leave the nozzle half open. It's incredibly dangerous if someone lights it up without being careful -- it can lead to a fire. I've told the host to replace it but after everything, I won't promise you he'll do anything.
The "close to metro stop" is a lie. They have shuttles running now because the metro isn't. Get a car and live farther away, or pay a few extra hundred bucks and find somewhere actually habitable--raise your standards a tiny bit so it doesn't just consist of a roof. The neighborhood is dismal, misery effectively redlined out of downtown. A food desert, if you don't count the Safeway where people look at you weird and where I had my wallet stolen(I never had anything stolen before). If you don't want to live off of fried junk food, you're going to have to do your shopping downtown on your way home. Don't even get me started on the X2 bus; if you're sensitive to noise or motion-sickness, or people generally clambering in and out of your personal space for an hour, you're in for the worst.
I went through two months of this so you don't have to. Please don't stay here if you can help it. Believe me, I've talked to my fellow guests and we all agree. If anything, it was a bonding experience.