Well, there were so many issues that Iâm not sure where to begin. The first night I got no sleep, because there was this terrible vibration and noise coming from somewhere but it was filling the master bedroom and sounded like it was coming from the attic. It turned out to be the pool pump that was going bad on the opposite side of the wall that the master bed was on. It was incredibly loud and kept me up all night. Couldnât use the pool at all during my stay.
The master bedroom had a comforter set that belongs in a dorm room which didnât help my sleep situation. So, I went to Walmart and spent $160 on a new comforter set along with pillowcases and everything, kind of thinking that the homeowner would maybe buy them from me because I didnât really have any way to get them back home in Maryland. But, she was not interested in purchasing it, so I told her to just give it to the cleaning crew.
The heat never did seem to work, which wasnât really a problem until the third night, when the temperature inside of this house dropped to less than 55°, and I was unable to get the heat to turn on, so I ended up sleeping in jeans with a hoodie covered up with the new comforter that I had just bought.
So, not only did I have to be there to meet with the pool guy twice to get the pool pump swapped out, but now I also had to be there to meet with the HVAC guy so that he could get the heat working. Apparently the issue with the heat was the humidity controller that is right above the thermostat. They had a note saying that it needed to stay between two numbers like 40 and 60, but apparently when the heat is running you need to have it turned all the way up to on, but of course that was not part of the note that they had on the wall.
Then, on the fourth night, I went to use the grill to cook some pork chops, but I could not do that because the hose that went from the gas tank to the grill had a giant gaping hole in it. Luckily I heard the gas flowing out of it and did not try to light the grill with all of that gas pouring out below the grill, because I probably wouldâve blown myself up and been dead.
This was an absolutely awful stay, and what the homeowner did to try to rectify the issue was sent me a $50 Starbucks gift card. I was not interested in a Starbucks gift card, but would have been more interested in getting a refund for at least half of the money that I spent to stay here because at least half of the stay was ruined.