There was no place to park and the neighborhood was scary. Trash cans overflowed onto the pothole-filled street. The only place to park was on a cracked sidewalk on a busy connecting street. The first thing we saw when we walked in was a cock roach the size of my thumb, which my husband chased into the bedroom ( no doors on the bedrooms BTW) and squished with his foot. More roaches behind the frig and under the sink. The clothes washer was broken. We left within 5 minutes.