Our first impression was that it was a charming little place, but all the lights were off when we arrived. It was before 7 pm. Automatically an unwelcome feeling. We didn't feel comfortable snooping around for lights. There was no one there to greet us or give us instructions on what we had access to. It felt awkward putting a few items in the refrigerator like we were trespassing in a stranger's house. We used the flashlight on our phones to find our room. The room wasn't as nicely decorated as the picture, and the table next to the bed was covered in sticky rings from previous occupants' drinks. The bathroom wasn't entirely private. It connected to the master bedroom, so while you are in there, someone could walk in on you. We didn't feel comfortable showering. Day 2, there was a pair of dirty men's underwear hanging from the bathroom door. The only interaction with the owners was when the wife was taking pictures of our license plate while we were sitting in the car.