“Ужасно.”
When I booked, the description promised separate apartments with private bathrooms and showers, but it turned out to be a room that opened onto a shared corridor and shared toilet and shower. The staircase to the second floor was very narrow. The house was heavily smelted; the owner and guests smoked constantly on the first floor, so the rooms were so smoky that even opening a window didn’t help. There really isn’t a parking space; the tiny spot near the house has a partially collapsed entrance. I arrived late at night and later found another car parked there. The owner told me to leave my car near a restaurant on a different street and then walk up the hill with my luggage. At the entrance, the owner tried to make us take off our shoes and walk barefoot with suitcases up the second‑floor corridor and stairs. Everything else listed—kitchen, terrace, washing machine, etc.—was actually shared. I asked the owner to change the description so that other people wouldn’t be misled as I was.
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