My elated advocacy of London vacation flat-rentals has been temporarily put on hold. Our experience at the flat was stupendous, and I was all ready to send rave reviews about the company and the location.
However, that was before I realized what a massive pain it was going to be to get my refundable deposit back. It has now been two months and one day since I returned from the UK, and I am still waiting for £750 (that's approximately $1500, in case you're wondering) to be wired to my account. In retrospective contemplation, I realize my estate agent is kind and helpful...when you manage to get a hold of him, a feat in and of itself. So. Very. Frustrating.
I'm holding off on warning you with a specific company name for right now. I don't get a bad vibe from the guy; I think he's just flighty. I'm learning to grow a backbone and get vocal about what is rightfully mine, though trying to do that and not come across as an Ugly Money-Greedy American is certainly a lesson in diplomacy. But I'm still hoping and praying this doesn't become my very expensive lesson about the downside to vacation rentals.