"First off - staff was amazing. Friendly, accommodating, informative. No shade on any of the staff. But this place is trash. The raw finishes on the wood collect so much dust, I couldn't breathe. Concrete was dusty. The raw particle board was dusty. Dust is just everywhere, choking me.
The place kept advertising how inclusive it was, yet the disabled are not included, as there are pointless stairs EVERYWHERE. I am not disabled, but I was always having to wrestle with my rolling carry-on, and I weep for someone with disabilities to try and navigate the space. Pointless tight turns. Pointless sunken areas. Pointless landings to nowhere. It grates on the psyche...
The room had an exposed sloped ceiling that I guarantee I was not the first or last to bash their head on, and I am pretty sure the raw cement wall had blood stains from the ceilings last victim. It was ugly. It was dysfunctional. It was trendy. (Ugh - it had one of those terrible open concept showers where you get a very drafty backside).
I get they were trying to establish a raw, urban vibe - to make you feel like you had just run away to join a clandestine ninja gang known only as "The Foot", but it really just made me nervous about tetanus...and have to blow my nose a lot. My 22 year old daughter was even more uncomfortable. Either lean fully into the motif and offer sewer apartments with wax ninja turtles, or stop trying so hard to be edgy. It was the opposite of Cowabunga..."