There was plenty of space and the location was perfect for us. But getting in was delayed until it was pitch dark and there was no lighting on the porch where there were four lockboxes. He gave us the wrong code and the wrong lockbox. He didn't tell us which one the key was in, so we tried the one that corresponded to the apartment number, but it didn't work. It was bitter bitter cold, so this was not just frustrating and upsetting, but dangerous. we had to manage this through texting but it was too cold to text. The house did not feel like a home; no rugs, no throw blankets, literally two drinking glasses for a house that sleeps four or more, no art on the walls. The single couch was stained. he replaced it while we were there, and the new ones were great. Walls were scuffed and dirty, an easy fix. Needs, dare I say it? a woman's touch, or someone who likes to nest. Still, location was great and it was warm.