I was sold an executive retreat experience and this was a fraternity house. Shabby, run down, poorly maintained and dirty. We arrived to find a week's worth of someone else's trash rotting in the garage. The pool - a deciding factor in our property selection - was, for all intents and purposes, not available to us for the duration of our stay. We found a pair of men's underwear laying next to the pool and the owner-provided TV trays had congealed food from the prior occupants.
Without resorting to pedantry, the property and it's facilities felt like a small town motel that was barely hanging on. As an example, the bamboo cutting board supplied was completely broken into numerous pieces. But, it was placed in the kitchen drawer like it had a purpose. A terrible impression that left us feeling the overall desperation of the property's economic viability to its owners.
We moved on and adapted. Instead of a comfortable home base, we ate out. Worst vacation for 20 years.