The host left us a bottle of sparkling wine, a very nice touch. Great beaches, beautiful views, great restaurants, great fruit at the market, great ice cream. I would definitely return to Tropea. Often locked out. The house is behind a tall gate, surrounded by a high wall. We were not given a key to that gate, after several requests. The gate was often locked; had to crawl under the gate next door and climb. No place to put rubbish. The woman Catia, who we were put in contact with by the owner, initially told us to put it out on certain days into a black bin on the street. There was no bin. The construction crew said there was no place for rubbish. When we got Catia and the head of the construction crew together and asked about this bin, they discussed the matter and, if my poor Italian is reliable, they agreed that there is no place to put rubbish. I believe that the bin was in the way of the construction of a sewer line on the street, so it was removed. The town does not offer any rubbish bins for public use. Best for someone with a car. About 10 minutes walk from the city centre, along a rural road with no sidewalks, bordered by high walls on either side. Drivers are very accommodating, but with no car, you might feel uncomfortable walking at night from the town. The house has no street address, just the name of the street; taxi drivers can't find the place. No wifi or internet. Only one key for the door to the house, for 3 adults. Broken shower door. Poor quality plastic stay, broken when we arrived. Water dribbled over the floor. The hot water is tricky: apparently you have to shut off all of the radiators and then set the thermostat to 30 degrees celcius to get hot water without heating the apartment. This was not explained to us. Most of the radiators were fully open, so the house heated up when Catia turned on the hot water. Best for someone who speaks Italian. In principle, there was someone named Andrea who spoke English, but we only met Catia, who spoke only Italian. Hundreds of ants crawled the kitchen floors. Oddly, they were not always present, but only occasionally. There was some rubbish in a bag on the stoop, perhaps from previous occupants. The TV set screen was cracked and not functioning. We never watched TV, so it was not a problem for us.