The camper has seen better days. There was trash littered throughout the backyard, there was a hole in the wall beside the bed hidden behind the camper wall art, the curtains were stained and not hung well, the bathroom was messy. It has incredibly low ceilings (I'm 5'5" and nearly hit my head). It was unbearably hot. I barely slept, without sheets, and did not feel comfortable with this because the windows without curtains face the bed. The property is at the corner of 12th Street rather than tucked into a neighborhood, so I did not feel comfortable using the outdoor shower when I could have thrown my shampoo bottle to the open driveway, shared with other properties and immediately accessible to the main sidewalk. It would have been $1 more to stay in a 4-star hotel, but I chose to support someone running a side hustle. My understanding, based on our communication, was Angel had been on site. I'm trying to be gracious because I don't know all that is going on in her life, but it felt like a lot of these were easy fixes, carelessly disregarded because she already had my money. My mistake. Never again.