I am perhaps not the best judge of this because I had just come out of the hospital, and almost cancelled my trip. I had communicated my estimated arrival time with my host, and went to the designated spot to pick up the keys (a restaurant). The keys were not there, so I was directed (sort of) to the address (the address was NOT written in any of the 6-7 pages of instructions supplied ahead of time). There was no one there. I called the two numbers the host had listed and left messages. I texted. And, I waited more than 15 minutes. Keep in mind I had just schlepped my three bags for more than a block, and was in ill health. I called my wife and had her research other hotel possibilities. Then, a man opened the door at the address I was told to go to. I told him I was a guest, but he did not speak any English. He looked at me very suspiciously when I started rolling my bag toward him, asking if I could come in. He did not say yes or no, so I went down the three steps from the sidewalk and saw that there was a room that looked like the room in the photo on the web. I put my bags down, but my confirmation said I was in the first floor apartment, not the basement. So, I went close by for a bite to eat in the hopes I would hear from the host. Eventually I did. And, it turns out that I was in the right room. The room itself was fine. Comfortable, homey, and spacious for one or two people. It is close to everything in the Village. It is generally noisy. It was no fault of the hosts, but there was underground electrical line work going on there, with jackhammers that started at 7:30AM, literally right outside my window on my last day. This may seem like a small thing, but there was no soap, when the instructions say they provide soap. They also provided less than 1/2 a roll of toilet paper. There were no replacement rolls anywhere else in the place--cabinets, closets, etc. So, before my meeting with a curator from MoMA I went to a local supermarket to purchase these items, and for some reason, they only had one cashier that day, so I was in a line with 25 other people waiting to buy things I thought would have been provided. Very frustrating. And, I was 20 minutes late for my meeting. Communication was lacking, on both sides. I should have asked about the soap, as there was a dispenser, but it was empty. The TV did not work, but I rarely watch TV anyway (probably just dead batteries in the remote, but...). I felt the host should have made an effort to apologize to me for the confusion surrounding my check in. Because she didn't, it soured my attitude. Plus,...