Gaia, the young lady who was my host was perfectly delightful. She was available to answer any of my questions, and overall very helpful. And in the days leading up to my arrival, she even texted me to introduce herself. She gets an A+ from me.
The living area, kitchen and bathroom in the apartment were all clean as were the fresh sheets on the bed, but that is really the only positive things I can say about Lemon Tree Terrace. The owner is obviously an intellectual, a well-traveled and culturally diverse individual who is also a pack rat hoarder. The bedroom was crammed full of furniture which made me feel like I was sleeping in someone’s storage unit. The entrance was an office space which was filled with office supplies, odds and ends, protest signs, dirty windows, memorabilia from another time and place all pushed into a corner with absolutely no consideration given to aesthetics. There was some kind of remodeling or construction going on in this area also. There were walls torn out exposing electrical wires, and gaping holes in the ancient concrete walls; sheet rock was just thrown up in a helter-skelter manner which made for a rather despressing and frightening atmosphere. However the thing that bothered me the most was the Lemon Tree Terrace itself. This was one of the major selling points of the apartment, and it was neglected and uninviting. All the outdoor furniture was pushed together under a dirty tarp which I did not feel like undoing. I paid a very reasonable amount of money and I feel like I was duped. I have rented from VRBO many times before and have never been this disappointed in a vacation accommodation.
I would have never rented Lemon Tree Terrace had it seen it in person before hand.