Post check out we leave three hours before entering our apartments, and that is just for a quick look round. We leave twenty four hours before doing anything else.
So… guest checked out this morning and everything seemed good, had a chat with her and her partner before they left.
This afternoon I had my quick check and in the kitchen, lying on his back, legs in the air was a feck off big cockroach. I reckon he was about a three incher (body only) before he’d obviously been blasted by the spray of death, which we leave in the apartments for our usual visitors, ants!
The guest is a bit of a newby, only one review, so instantly quandary time.
Do I contact her or do I not. Stop it John, of course you bloody don’t.
Then ping, the Airbnb app sound. She’s written review.
She got the shortest review I’ve ever written, simply because I wanted to know what she’d said.
Phew. All complimentary and 5*.
We’ve had a few of these being blown in, American cockroaches or Periplaneta americana to give them their Sunday name. I spent fifteen minutes chasing one round an apartment before finally managing to zap it, I was knackered!
I didn’t have my phone with me at the time, else it’d be here in all its glory. He’ll be too shrivelled by tomorrow afternoon so won’t bother then either
My glass of Oloroso this evening is going down well. Not that it ever doesn’t truth be told