On the positive side, this was a very pleasant apartment to stay in. Toasty warm for cold winter days. All new kitchen and bathroom fixtures. Most sofa beds that I have slept in are not very comfortable, but this one is. The garden, though not of much use in the winter, was nice to see. Our main use of it for us was to get phone reception, as inside the reception was inconsistent.
On the not so positive side, I don’t really know who the host was. There doesn’t really seem to be anybody named Arianna, especially not the man who is pictured. The only communication was by text, never by voice and that person never identified themselves. I did hear the name Rachel from the maid and it appears in other reviews. The television was not functional in the week we were there. I texted the problem and got one response later that day, but nothing further. We weren’t all that interested in the tv but if you are you may have a problem.
The main complaint I have is that when we were arranging to get the keys, I didn’t get a response for a couple of days so tried to call the “host” at the phone number provided and finally got a text suggesting we meet outside a restaurant a half block from the apartment at 3pm. I thought not meeting at the apartment was odd but not of much consequence. We arrived at the arranged location a little before 3. At 3:10, I texted that we were there waiting. A return text in a few minutes said they would be there in less than 5 minutes. At 3:20 I texted again but got no response. At 3:30 I looked around the corner toward the apartment and saw a woman waving. We walked down to the apartment and were admitted by the maid who said she had come to our designated meeting point at 3:05 and that we were not there. That was not a possibility, as we couldn’t have been more obvious in that location in broad daylight. She stuck to her lie, however. I can only guess that she arrived late to clean and had to keep us standing out in the winter cold while she finished. There was no written information in the apartment but we thought to ask the maid for the wifi password before she left.