First of all, I couldn't find the house number on the home, so I phoned the home owner, but got no answer. I got out of my parked my car and walked along the sidewalk to check out the next door houses' numbers. When I looked back towards my car, there was a lady and two young girls waving at me, that I should come to them. The lady didn't look the same as the face in the vrbo ad. The lady didn't speak English, but the little girls tried to help. They walked me past the back of their house, which looked like a salvage yard of used bricks, doors, wood, windows, etc. Finally on the far side of the house, was the door to my room. There was a cage several feet away from my doors, and I still wonder what it was meant to catch. I opened the door with the code I had received via email - the double doors opened inwards, but didn't open very far since one of them was being stopped by the bed. I closed the door, and couldn't believe the heat in the room. I saw a fan above the bed, but after trying all the switches along the wall, there was no way to get the fan moving. Also, of the three light globes on the fan, only one had a working light bulb. The next thing I saw was the smoke detector on the ceiling. I could see that there weren't any batteries in it. I checked out the bathroom, and visually it seemed ok. I didn't try any of the fixtures. I had to close the door to the bathroom, to try to stifle the sounds of kids yelling inside the house. I went to turn on the tv - it wouldn't turn on. I saw there was a coffee maker, but only two throw away cups. There was an area below the tv that was supposedly set up as a desk area, but since it was painted the same dull depressing grey that the walls were painted, and had big chips of paint missing, t didn't look very inviting. I didn't know what to do, first of all the heat in the room was stifling. There was no point talking to the lady who showed me to the room since she didn't speak English. I called vrbo toll free number, and explained the problems, and told her that there was no way I could stay here, I'd rather sleep in my car. After I finished talking to the vrbo employee, she reached the home owner, and had her on a three way call. With each point I brought forward, the home owner had an excuse - like the A/C was controlled in the house, which isn't very handy for someone like me who is from Canada. The whole time she was very hostile and mad at me for calling vrbo.