It was advertised as central, which it is not. It was described as an apartment, which it is not. It’s a single small room just big enough for the bed. A corner has been carved out of it to hold a toilet and a very small shower but no hand basin. There is a kitchen sink and a wardrobe, two unmatched plates, two mugs and two unmatched plastic wine glasses. There is a fridge but there was no milk or ice in it, not even capsules of uht milk. There is a kettle but no counter so it sits on the draining board. There is a microwave. When I arrived after a journey of 24 hours I couldn’t get the front door open. I contacted the agency who did do their best to help and sent a property manager who showed me the Knack of opening the door, which would have been useful information to have had ahead of time. The house seemed clean but the room had a musty, mouldy smell. In the hot weather, as tiny as it was with only one small window, it was unbearably hot and stuffy. I was supposed to stay for five days, but the whole experience was so dreadful that I left and went to a hotel the following morning. I have stayed in a number of VRBOs and had good experiences all through. This one, though, was truly dreadful.