This place is fraught with problems, almost too many to name. It is not convenient to any part of town, unless you work in Bellevue. Traffic is terrible going in every direction. The spider problem is repulsive. I have nightmares about cobwebs to this day. At first the geese were charming, but I quickly learned they are gross and annoying. They sit in the middle of the road and won't move when you're trying to drive through. Honking doesn't help. You literally have to get out of your car, flap your arms at them and scream bloody murder so you can get to work on time in the morning. They poop everywhere and the groundskeepers don't clean it up. They hiss and lunge at you threateningly when you walk by and one attacked my 5 lb yorkie. He refused to go on walks after the trauma.
These things one can learn to live with, but the place is so GHETTO. I thought when I moved in that I was moving to a nice part of town. It is, but the complex and surrounding area is full of gang bangers. There was a major theft problem. People's cars kept getting broken into and their navigational systems, personal laptops, etc. were stolen; it was even featured on the news. Once the rent checks were stolen from the convenience drop and management sent us a collection notice! It was a real headache trying to get that one sorted out.
They loooove to nickel and dime you at this place. There is a valet waste service, and if you leave your trash can out for pick up one minute too early or late, they will slap you with a $25 fee. Release of payment history when you move? Another $25 "processing" fee. And so on.
The fitness center is a JOKE. Everything in there is broken or gets stolen and the air conditioning doesn't work. Don't even bother. Likewise, the pools are disgusting and unsanitary. I never so much as dipped my toe in one for fear of disease. The people that hang out there all day during the summer shout drunkenly, blare gangsta rap music and litter the area with beer cans and toss their cigarette butts in the pool. No one cares or says anything.
If there is anything that needs repair or maintenance, forget it! I had to call 3 x to get someone over to my apartment when my kitchen started flooding. Literally, FLOODING. You would think this would be considered an emergency, but it finally took my suggesting to the maintenance guy that perhaps the leak was occurring in the empty apartment next door - which, of course, it was - to get to the root of the problem. He kept telling me it was my washing machine and to contact the manufacturer. This went on for days. Unbelievable! Other, routine maintenance requests went unheeded throughout the entire term of my lease.
Speaking of flooding, by happenstance, I moved out right before THE flood. My apt was paid for through the end of the month, and I called the lease office to find out if anyone had gotten flooded out. Upon learning that some in fact had, I offered my apt for displaced tenants that might need a place to stay while repairs were being made. They did not want to house anyone there because of "federal housing laws," which is RIDICULOUS. Are you serious? You're going to make homeless people go pay for a hotel instead of give them an empty, rent-free apartment for a few weeks?! These are the kind of people you're dealing with.
Finally, prior to move in, upon learning the apartment I signed a lease on was FLEA-INFESTED, I was offered the enviable choices of:
1.) Moving in with flea infestation in the midst of them bombing the place;
2.) Waiting a month to move in, which wasn't an option since my old lease was up; or
3.) Paying for an "upgrade," i.e. signing a new lease on a more expensive apt.
I went with option #3, which I still resent to this day. I should not have had to pay that difference, but somehow I got talked into it. I should have known right then to run in the other direction.
I spent my entire twenties renting. This was by far the worst rental property I've ever inhabited. STAY AWAY. You will have better luck in the projects. At least in the projects the rent's on par with where you're living.