We needed an inexpensive spot, close to, but not on the strip, with free parking for a nine day stay. Wilbur House fit the bill--mostly. The house is in a "blue collar" neighbourhood ("project" type housing up the block, mostly bungalows with security fencing), but very close to the airport (5 minute drive) and a 10 minute walk to the nearest bus stop. There is adequate parking. There was no door bell so I had to hammer on the metal security door to get Ron's attention (not a good start). If you do not wish to share a bathroom with up to four strangers, this is not the place for you.
Ron was a pleasant host, but not as familiar with some of the attractions as I had hoped. There is an inner doorbell to contact him (he's converted the two-bay garage into his personal suite), but both times I pressed it I got no response. This is a bare bones B&B. You make your own breakfast and do your own dishes. There are pots and pans and utensils if you wish to cook. The living room furniture is comfortable but there is only seating for three people (a love seat or couch needs to replace the "psychiatrist's couch") so four people can chat or watch TV. There is a DVD player but only one DVD provided. We did not have a "bathroom conflict", but with a full house and tight airport schedules, this could be a problem. There is laundry available but it is outside in the back yard--which was a total mess.
Ron was in the middle of a back yard project, but waiting for city permits to come through. Fair enough, but leaving all the tools and building materials everywhere, and failing to get rid of the two foot weeds and lopped branches is just not acceptable. I didn't see any work done at all in the nine days we there. The back yard furniture was stained indoor wingtip fabric chairs and a bamboo settee with no cushion--looked awful. There is a patio in the front yard with four chairs--okay, but needs a low table for drinks, etc. Basically, the place needs some TLC. Cold cereal choices were three kids' sugary type, and one regular--needs to change. The same lemon loaf when we arrived was still there when we left. The butter looked ancient. After nine days we left--no Ron around to send us off--not what we are used to at B&B's.