The host was to email me a few days before awith the address and access details but never did. I had to chase them several times before eventually getting a response while waiting to find out where I was staying. To make matters worse, the map pin was completely wrong, adding another 10 minutes' walk back past the apartment. Not a great start.
Calling this a "Luxury Apartment" is laughable. The living room looked like a storage cupboard, with a full-size spare mattress stored upright and other items crammed into the corner. The TV unit door was broken off and left against the wall, an extension lead hung beside the TV, and the air-conditioning unit was damaged and hanging off the wall. In the hallway the Wi-Fi router sat on the floor with cables and extension leads everywhere. One bedroom had a loose headboard propped up with a pillow, a mirror left on the floor instead of hung, more trailing cables, and bedding thrown into the wardrobe. The main bedroom had items stored in the corner, the shower tray was filthy, and the air conditioning wouldn't cool below 18°C, making the apartment unbearably hot.
Advertised for 4, yet there was one double and one single bed, only three mugs, two pint glasses, one champagne flute, two bowls, two plates, and no tea towel.
Safety was also a concern. The smoke alarm was covered with a bag, and when the air-con tripped, neighbours banged on the door because this apartment housed the breaker for the whole floor. Other flats OMG padlocked up.