First day, there are sets of keys. It takes a day or two to figure out how to get in and out of all the facilities, the pool, the beach. The beach is actually locked. If you take a walk on the beach, you cannot get back to the road or anywhere else other than exactly how you went on to the beach. So if you walk 2 miles, and get tired. You have to walk 2 miles back on the same beach to go out the door that you entered. We tried to exit through the public beach and we were told that we would be reported to the police. There are signs everywhere. Do not smoke. Do not Vape. If you do not wear a mask we will fine you $50. Which after doing some research is completely illegal because the governor removed that restriction. The pool is wonderful. Too bad You cannot make any noise. You have to sit like children in a classroom. There’s no lifeguard, however there is a person there waiting to tell you you’re breaking the rules for laughing too loud. You cannot play music. I witnessed firsthand the guard telling the person to turn off their cell phone music because it was too loud. How far does cell phone speaker reach? 6 feet maybe, absolutely ridiculous. I Took pictures of signs that said no trespassing, members only. Can’t park here, must park there. Just in this tower complex I have over 50 pictures of different signs. I was walking through the parking garage on Cinco de Mayo, and an elderly woman screamed at me that I had to wear my mask. That’s great the parking garage is outside. The rules clearly state that masks must be worn inside not outside, so I questioned one of the cleaners and they said no, the rules for inside only. The residents here are simply out of control. Two days of the week were spent listening to the concrete saw by the pool. It was so loud that we couldn’t even talk. The next two days was consumed with lawnmowers weedwhacker‘s and air blowers. On day seven which was Friday, at 6 PM the person above me was drilling holes in the floor and using a hammer to install something. This is 6 o’clock at night on Friday night. Absolutely ridiculous. My review is simply this Marco Island is a beautiful place. You can find a much better choice than this condo. The residents in this condo view you as trespassers not guests. I’m a 54-year-old male, with a 50-year-old wife. So anybody doesn’t make an assumption that I’m some young person, we are not party animals, or noisy.