As a black man, I really was hoping that I would not have to write a review like this. I like to uplift and give kudos to my people. Not the other way around. For the first day of my stay, I actually had no complaints. My room had gnats and a weird, crusty, dead bug looking thing on the wall but it was okay. Marian was sweet and even offered to cook for me. Things quickly changed on the second night when I got back to my room, took my pants and and discovered that my thighs, butt (and now) back was covered in bed bug bites. Long story short, I informed the host and she put me in another room and told me to tell her how much the Uber was because she’d reimburse me. When I got to the new room, it was obviously a lower value than what I booked. The room was small, the house smelt like cigarettes and weed and there were guest running in and out of the house, slamming doors and screaming at the top of their lungs until almost 2:30 AM. The next day, I kindly asked the host for a refund. The host ignored my message via the AirBnb app and texted my personal phone basically telling me to hurry up and tell her if I’m going to leave the room or not because she has other guest who want to book the room. I did not want to respond outside of the AirBnb app so I just contacted AirBnb. AirBnb is no good either. A representative by the name of Luis tried to tell me that my bed bug bites “are definitely bites but they are not bed bug bites so there they can’t issue me a refund.” I ended up getting half my funds back which I still deem as unacceptable. Bottom line, not only should you maybe not book with the host maybe you should just not book with AirBnb at all.