We arrived to a bat flying throughout the house, dirty surfaces, dust bunnies throughout, broken and missing outlet covers, a kitchen lacking basic pots and dishwasher detergent, a sliding door that was inoperable, rotting outdoor furniture, a hole in the bathroom ceiling (where the bats came in, as evidenced by the bat droppings throughout that room and dripping out of the bath fan), missing trim, missing light bulbs, ancient appliances, a bathroom without tile grout and with detached tile, and rotting siding.
When I called the management company to have even the basic issues addressed, the Lopez manager for the company started laughing maniacally, said I was trying to blackmail him, and hung up on me. The national office for the company sent a repair person who greased the sliding door (it worked for the next few hours, so that's something), replaced the broken outlet covers (while leaving the broken pieces on the floor), and taped the most egregious holes in the bat-access area.
Then, I began receiving text messages from people within the management company trying to get me to say that they as individuals were not the person who hung up on me, seemingly trying to cover their own butts. This is not exactly how I wanted to spend my vacation.
On our final morning, we awoke to a bat on the floor of the living room, not dead but not well. The company said they were shutting down the house to do some basic maintenance. I wouldn't hold my breath.
The location is magical.