Executive 1 & 2 Bed Apartments in heart of London FREE WIFI by City Stay Aparts London

Fabulous location in Camden. Well laid out apartment with two bedrooms downstairs and kitchen/living/dining upstairs. Also a terrace with some outdoor seating. Beds were comfy and we had everything we needed. Very clear instructions from the company that rents it out regarding key pick up and checking out. Everything went smoothly.

Having to give a large deposit after paying upfront didn't feel too good. And the whole transaction felt rather impersonal. But that's it. Everything else was good. Although, maybe better AC in this hot weather would be a good idea!

Extremely clean

I like everything about the apartment, lift would have been appreciated

The location is first class. Just off the high street, surrounded by bars and restaurants and a 5 min walk to the underground

We were advised to dispose of our rubbish at the end of our stay but couldn’t find the bin store per the instructions so took it with us

I remember Camden as a lively, cheerful area and a part of London where you could shop more affordably, but it seems to have lost some of its charm, with shopkeepers I don’t associate with the locals and—no offence—but that takes away the mystique and the true culture of London. Besides feeling unsafe, expensive, dark, dirty, and empty during the week, it’s not very appealing for someone visiting with family. I had been missing the vibrant buzz of London, but that feeling faded quickly. The cold, the rain, the grey skies, people drifting by like silent ghosts, and the sense of spending half one’s life inside public transport made me grateful not to call this place home. Perhaps we’ll meet again in another twenty years—when time has softened its edges and London’s charm feels new once more.

This stay began with promise, but quickly unraveled into disappointment. A £450 deposit was taken from me and kept for three long weeks, as if time—and my money—belonged to them. We left the apartment in better condition than we found it, yet no one seemed to notice or care. Instead, I was left chasing after what was rightfully mine, making international calls that stretched longer than the London rain. The apartment itself bore the marks of neglect long before we ever stepped inside: scratched wooden floors, tired walls, a switch that flickered like a forgotten story. Yet we were the ones asked to trust their process, to download an app filled with endless conditions—part contract, part interrogation—after the moment of cancellation had already slipped away. I arrived in London hoping to feel its spark again, but instead found myself navigating shadows of bureaucracy and expectations that dulled the experience. A stay should welcome you, not warn you. But this one whispered its flaws from the very beginning.