My husband, adult daughter and I spent Christmas in Mr. Elliot's 2 bedroom Marigny Triangle property arriving on Christmas Eve. It was most enjoyable. Communication with our host was excellent. Since I was planning to cook a traditional Christmas morning breakfast I asked Mr. Elliot about a cookie sheet. He quickly responded, advising that it was one of the few items not included in the kitchen. We were driving to NOLA so I planned accordingly and brought one with me. However, when I arrived a new cookie sheet and cooling rack were on the counter which was really kind. Fabulous kitchen--clean fridge, stove and fan were excellent and dishwasher worked fine. I was surprised there was no microwave nor a coffeemaker though the french press (for which I was prepared because I had asked ahead of time) was quite adequate and made delicious coffee. I have used a french press before and did a refresher pot before I left home, but future guests might want to google a how to if they want coffee. Also, Apple TV was a struggle for my spouse, a news addict, but we finally worked around it. WiFi did not work very well the first night but we had no problems during the next several days. Really loved the exposed brick, the salvaged cypress finishing, the plant, and the ladder in the library. This is a great location as previous guests have noted--far enough away from the Quarter to be quiet but within an easy walk. Really a charming neighborhood. Parking was easy even though there were signs noting that it was by permit only. We had no problems. We found the entry doors a little difficult--we were only able to open one. We had a lot of stuff including all our gifts to each other and a little tree, so it was a bit of a struggle. We had to lock ourselves in at night because we were confused by the double door outside entry but shrugged it off because the house was just so authentic. The library was fun to explore and I enjoyed learning about the previous owner, a veterinarian who was there during Katrina. I was amused by the number of items identifying Mr. Elliot as the current owner--pictures and books seemed appropriate but an empty prescription pill bottle? Seemed a little over the top. The laminated sheet of paper with information about the immediate neighborhood (a little store nearby, a couple of fun bars and a restaurant) and, most importantly, the local property manager was buried under our stuff for awhile. Once discovered, I was able to contact him about how we should leave the space on "check-out," and he was very responsive noting that the cleaning folks would take care of everything. This was our first Airbnb rental and was a near perfect experience.