Charmante maisonnette proche plage

😊: The sea and climate. 😢: When we first walked into the house, it was quite dark because the curtains were drawn and the AC was running. The main room light switch was right by the door. The upstairs light could be turned on either after taking the stairs up, or (surprise!) right at the front door. There was no light switch near the stairs. As I was walking up in the dim light, I realized the ceiling was low and ducked my head. However, I wasn’t careful enough and hit my head pretty hard. Deep down, I cursed the designers of these stairs with every word I knew. Once I finally found the light switch, I realized I wasn’t the first victim here. There were a few pieces of foam taped to the ceiling, but one of them had already been knocked off by someone else's head before me. That was our introduction to the apartments But that was just the beginning; the apartment was full of unpleasant surprises. The bedroom door leading to the courtyard opened, but the outdoor shutters were so rusted through that it was useless to even touch them. In the bathroom, the liquid soap was basically empty—just enough for one single squeeze. We had to go out and buy our own bottle. To make matters worse, the shower hose was leaking badly, spraying water in every direction instead of just on the person showering. The kitchen had its own issues. The light inside the fridge didn’t work, so at night, we had to look for water completely in the dark. Security was another major concern. One of the courtyard doors had no latch at all, meaning it could easily be opened from the outside. Because of this, we always had to remember to close the roller shutters whenever we left. Ironically, the third door locked too easily—it lacked a lock blocker, meaning it would automatically lock the moment you shift it completely. Predictably, this led to a disaster. We sat down at the table outside, and my wife, missing my warning not to close the door all the way, slammed it shut. We were locked out..