We were excited to spend a month in Hilton Head. To our surprise the 2nd floor condo actually meant climbing 24 stairs. I wondered if recent bilateral knee replacement would be an issue. We climbed the stairs with a bit of apprehension. Within minutes I felt at home, wiping crumbs off the stove top and putting groceries away in the frig. The cupboards were filled with dishes, glassware and pans. The curling linoleum on the shelves seemed a bit much, but I was only the renter. Still excited, I went out to the balcony and was greeted with a rusting table, and chairs caked with a couple years of dirt. How I wish I had brought my power washer. We didn’t have the courage to even try lighting the grill.
The vacuum stunk and was clogged with animal dander and the sofa was full of animal hair. Greasy dust hung from the backs of the dining room chairs. The medicine cabinet was rusty with something undesirable growing in it. The re-modeler for that great shower forgot to repair the ceiling and replace the vintage metal bathroom cabinet. Dust globs hung from the bedroom ceiling and the closet has a path of paint chipped off to the sheetrock.
Fortunately, the owner had sent an email telling me there were cleaning supplies. She had been gracious enough to let us come a day early and I spent it cleaning trying to remove dirt, grime and pet hair. Even my patience was being challenged in this shangri-la.
Eventually we were able to come to an agreement regarding the dirty condition of the sofa, but the owner never seemed to understand the condo was less than perfectly or even adequately clean. She even sent a text telling me “I just wonder if anything will make you people happy.” So come and enjoy the great location, the frying pans (all 6 of them) and the kurig. Don’t forget to bring your own blanket and kitchen linens (they aren’t included) and be prepared to clean or put up with the grim. We ended our vacation several days early to get away from this condo.