Now we are not choosy travellers. We travelled on a budget and as such were realistic with what our money would buy. However, this place definitely was not worth the money we paid. Basically, we stayed in what could be best described as someone's attic that was quickly furnished in order to make a quick buck out of the thriving tourism business in Cinque Terre.
First thing to note is that you have to make a complaint within fifteen minutes of entering the apartment or otherwise you are basically S.O.L. You get the picture. At first glance, the place seemed fine, which is when the person who brough us up to the place quickly booked out of the apartment. Perhaps she knew what was in store for us and did not want to stay? Anyway, the first thing I noticed when the lady left was a dehumidifier. (See picture) Why in the world would you need that in an apartment? As soon as I switched it off, I knew why... there was a strong mold smell in the apartment. Now, I am allergic to mold, so I knew I would be in for a ride... The kitchen had no light, so cooking would have to be done in the semi-darkness. There was one outlet in the kitchen (see picture) but it was so flimsy that I was afraid that we would get electrocuted if we used it. So we used the portable little cooking range that was in the kitchen and stuck in on the floor so that we could cook. Hey, who does not like a camping experience in a Cinque Terre apartment? The bathroom was interesting as well. There was mold in the shower, which was to be expected given the smell, but more interestingly, there was a mystery door with a lock on it in the bathroom. I don't think I even want to know what the deal was with that. There was no airconditioning in the entire unit, which may not seem like a big deal, but anyone who has been to Cinque Terre in the middle of July will tell you that that is pretty much a nightmare. Oh well, we opened up the windows instead. Two days we stuck it out until the mosquito bites from sleeping with the window open and my allergies could not take it anymore. Now, I am not saying this place was the worst place on Earth or anything, but I am saying that you need to take Casa di Venere's advertisement of its properties with a grain of salt... or maybe even a boulder of salt. A nice touch was the complimentary Cinque Terre calendar, which I shall forever cherish as a memento of those lovely two nights in Riomaggiore :-)
