We felt like we were camping. This apartment does not belong to an individual, but rather is managed by a serviced apartment company. Clearly, no one had attempted to live in the space, as it was simply not functional. Only the smaller of the two electric burners functioned, and only anemically. The fridge door was missing its shelves. There were no cleaning products of any kind in the apartment (not even a sponge!), which meant we had to buy our own for a week-long stay. Spending a week without a vacuum or a mop is a challenge. Basic kitchen provisions were missing as well. A bizarre "emergency exit" door separates the kitchenette from another apartment, through which every word and every breath may be heard. This situation was so uncomfortable, we considered leaving the first night. The bathroom is so small that one must sit side-saddle on the toilet, like a 19th-century woman on horseback. The air conditioning does not adequately cool even the tiny studio, making sleep difficult.