![]() I hadn’t expected a toaster in the tiny kitchen, but upon seeing one, I popped in a couple slices… and to my dismay, sparks soon started flying out of it. The hosts had graciously left us a loaf of bread, which we were ready to devour at that point after almost two days of travel time. ![]() Neither was the trash-filled narrow alleyway we had to walk down to find our ramshackle door. Our apartment was small, dark, and a bit stale-smelling, but that wasn’t an issue. Our expectations for our apartment weren’t high: a safe place to sleep with internet (for work). We didn’t know much about it except the basics (and, of course, that we had loved almost all of the Indian food we’d ever had in other countries). ![]() We were nervous and excited to go to India. Our #3 BAD Experience With Airbnb: Toxic Mold in Kolkata, India ![]()
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