The view is spectacular, the pier is lovely, the kitchen is stocked for someone who actually cooks, and there are enough pool toys for a small navy. Holding on to those good memories — now the things I wish I could forget.We arrived to an AC repairman already inside; he'd been given our key, and nobody told us. At 7:30 the next morning the whole family woke to the house vibrating — a crew sawing, hammering, and drilling out whatever the AC leak had ruined. Also unannounced. Our belongings got a nice coat of insulation and drywall dust. The crew filled the trash cans with construction debris, so our food trash for weekend sat exposed on top, available for independent review by local wildlife.The shower curtain's bottom three inches had achieved a pink-and-black gradient I'd call biologically ambitious. The reverse osmosis filter leaks; a previous guest solved with a bowl. Bowls have a capacity. We found it. The bedroom rugs have been loved by many and washed by few. One queen bed is missing a leg, so it rolls its occupants together — romantic, provided the right two people are in it; the dismantled frame in the driveway suggests a pattern. Approaching the front door you will find the pallets, rebar, cardboard, and mysterious Roman columns a previous renter posted... pretty sure something is living under them.VTrips' help line was not helpful. After a few transfers, they said they put a note in the property's file. Somewhere there is a note. I hope it's doing well.