Our first impression was sheer horror. There were workmen at the entrance to the car park, who finally left during a short thunderstorm. So we made our descent. You cannot see anything as you mount the pavement, apart from the white wall above. As you drop down to the 45 degree slope, you pray that nobody will come the other way. The bright white of the walls makes navigating a challange as depth perception is poor. We thought we were going to lose the sump under the car as we teetered over the precipice. With foot on brake we slowly crept down into the abyss. Then you have a choice of continuing straight down to the lowest level round two sharp bends or making a right turn following a sharp left turn. If you've made it this far, I recommend the lowest level as its a bit bigger. You will need your full headlights on to avoid hitting any of the concrete, support columns. Although some lights are on the ceilings, the switches on the wall were not working. We had to use our phone light so see anyrhing. Otherwise, its like the black hole of calcutter. If you are of a nervous disposition, this carpark is not for you. Leaving it is just as hair raising. We, at least, had the good fortune of using it during daylight hours. I hope this prior warning helps you. I just wish someone had warned us. The apartment was nice enough. No welcome pack of coffee assortments as shown in the photographs. No explanations for working the oven or hob. Washing machine was Greek with no instruction.