"Unpleasant instant coffee. I heard there was a store- bought tart, but I didn’t see it. You must bring shampoo and soap; wasn’t any. You’re going to have to go up a couple flights of stairs to get to your room. Nice gentlemen will help you with your bags if he’s around. Location is good if you’re cruising. I tried months in advance (multiple ways; more than one email address) to contact the property and never got an answer. They offer transport from airport for a fee, but never could get through. Expedia even tried on my behalf to no avail. Got there via Uber which was cheaper anyway. We stood outside about an hour and a half staring at the wood and iron door, trying the phone numbers, asking neighbors who knew nothing and nearly left. A gentleman comes along at a little later than noon. Nice guy; couldn’t understand a thing he said. Seems a code to enter is available sometime within the previous 24 hours. I did not see any emails about that but was told that had I checked on an app called “WhatsApp,” I may have received a message. So, shortly before arrival check that. If you get in, you’re on your own getting up the stairs. By the time I got there, I had no confidence that the property owner’s representative would communicate with me since it hadn’t happened before. Mind you, I literally spent hours getting a hold of them, to no avail. The old building was cool, but everything outside the room neglected. We paid $10 euros each to get to the ship. Suspect wasn’t best option."