What can I say? My stay at Caroline’s place could have been better.. a lot better. The 1st night I checked in with a hurried and impatient greeter. She was the Hosts’ niece and I must say, she was not pleasant. She quickly gave me a tour, a brief tutorial on how to unlock the front door. (Which proved to be incredibly difficult, if not impossible.) She then asked for a $30 late check in fee, although my flight was delayed beyond my control. I did mentioned to Caroline that I may need to check in late, hoping she would understand. I guess that came with a price.. Nonetheless, I pressed on. I couldn’t rest as well as I would have liked, as the bed was incredibly hard and the sheets were dingy. (I ended up purchasing my own - an additional $30.) When I returned from an evening out, I attempted to unlock the door, but I found it nearly impossible. The front door had a jam tighter than dr. Dre’s beats. After suffering with the lock and key and slipping on the steep, front steps, I accidentally rang the doorbell and a mysterious man from upstairs let me in. To my surprise, he had access to the bathroom and kitchen in my area. Since we hadn’t been formerly introduced and since I paid for an exclusive space, I felt even more uncomfortable, with only the hard mattress to look forward to. I decided to unwind with a nice hot shower. Unfortunately, my shower was cut short because the hot water only lasted about 5 minutes, not even enough time to rinse the disappointment off my face. The next day came and I began to notice a faint gas smell, which had me concerned. After I spotted the mysterious man (who was later revealed to be the house keeper) exiting my “shared” kitchen, the faint smell passed. With the long list of rules Caroline left, steep, slippery front steps, hard mattress and unpleasant welcome, my stay here was sub par. If I had the choice I would not stay here again. Too many surprises at Caroline’s and none of them pleasant, had me wanting my own home and my own bed.