Guest User
July 9, 2023
It was just a very ordinary place to live, with two two-story simple houses surrounded by a small courtyard. The room only has a door for ventilation, so it's quite stuffy. Keep the door open, mosquitoes will run in.
The service is really not that good. One night the power went out and I went to the front desk for help. The person on duty meant that there was nothing she could do and asked me to go back and wait for dawn. But the weather is very hot, there is no air conditioning, and can I sleep under the eiderdown quilt of a Western hotel? After I pressed her again and again, she found an old couple from nowhere to help. The problem is that during the communication process between me and the staff on duty, she never let me enter the lobby. She never came out and talked nonsense to me through the glass. I don't even know if she thought I was a hotel guest or a robber.
The two people who came didn't speak English, so they relied on my unreliable French to communicate. The two of them are neither owners nor electricians, they are just helping out in their spare time. Fortunately, the problem is relatively simple, that is, the entire building has tripped. Both of them are also very responsible.
Apart from the decoration of the whole place, the rest is that the gate is closed at all times, making parking safer.
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