There was absolutely no personal communications or feeling that a humans were even involved with this process for the reservation. I arrive late and fumbled my way around the darkness of the neighborhood until I figured out which unit was mine. And that was strictly by the photograph. When I got inside the unit, the floors were greasy, and the shower did not work well. Even if you set a moderate temperature, it would oscillate between scolding, hot and freezing cold. Exhausted slept on top of the covers because it was hot in the room. The next morning I woke up , with bite marks all over my legs from what were mites, fleas, or bedbugs, I don’t know which, but there was a lot of them, and I was glad I was only there five short hours before I had to hit the road again. The only evidence that a human being was involved in the process was a form that was left on the kitchen table for me along with a pen, asking me to fill out some questions , I do not recommend staying here
