I’m an above average coordinated p we son who fell on stairway and the marble stairs didn’t mix well with my head/ neck ( there is an elevator).
The people who manage this property were very frustrating for me. Check-in was “ take your tax money, and Ciao!”
Never figured out television, stovetop. The woman who checked me in said, “ have your son help you figure things out” ( he lives in Torino). I’m quite sure the manager thought I was “ pizza” ( crazy, in Italian), but I rent my home to nurse travelers in Santa Monica, CA ( USA) and I am very gracious and concerned that they are happy. These people? No..