2/10 Hirveä
John S.
28.9.2025
Huonoa: Siisteys
Picture this: I’m outside a Boston Vrbo, hyped for a Red Sox game, ready to punch in my custom door code like a heist movie hero. I’d been texting the property manager for days, feeling like a VIP. Code fails. I check the app. Plot twist—the manager says, “You don’t have a reservation.” Excuse me? I’m at the door, luggage in hand, Fenway dreams alive, and I’m a ghost in their system?I flash my reservation number faster than you can say “strike three.” The manager admits their error with a verbal shrug—no apology, no fix. My flight was already two hours late, but I’d planned enough wiggle room for the game. Or so I thought. The kicker? The property was closed for renovations. Yep, the place with those cozy New England photos was under construction. Surprise!Cue a frantic hunt for last-minute lodging. The prices? “Sell your kidney” expensive. My spouse, daughter, and bonus son, who drove three hours, faced the prospect of camping on Boston Common. I called Vrbo, but 15 minutes of hold music—a funeral dirge for my vacation—forced me to rush to the game, faking a smile.This listing isn’t cursed, but its reviews are a mixed bag. I should’ve picked the less glossy, more reliable spot. I never saw if the interior matched those photos (I’m skeptical). I hope the owner takes a reservation management course and slaps up a “closed” sign. Until then, avoid this chaos unless you love lodging roulette. Here’s to sparing others this mess!
John S.
Yöpyi 2 yötä syyskuussa 2025