South Shore

Let me start off by saying THANK YOUUUU to Miss Gabrielaaaaa💕I finally had the pleasure of meeting her on my move-in day after MANY WEEKS of texting 😆and she was very welcoming and sweet. She gave me a smooth run-down and so thanks to her I had a very pleasant move-in experience. Weeks before I moved in I read every almost single review I think and it kinda gave me mixed feelings as it would anyone else, but from what I can tell you my Golden rule is always: You get what ya pay forrr. Yea I did (and kinda do ) see roaches here and there but all it took was a $7 bottle of Combat Killer gel and a good deep cleaning to solve the issue. I’ll always keep my environment clean and thats all that matter so the rent is only a blessing from God! I’ve been here for almost three weeks and so far everything has cool, basically everything is close by and I don’t really have to drive anywhere I can use the scooters to get around as well. Another Big thank you to Claudia for helping me get settled in:)

So, I originally left a pretty nice review—but that was before I moved out and realized this place is just a full-on disaster in slow motion. I lived at Avasta South Shore for two and a half years, and honestly? It’s one of the most poorly managed properties I’ve ever encountered. Let’s start with the growing crater in the parking lot (yes, photo attached, because I keep receipts). I brought it up to management—big mistake. The manager said they were going to “fill it with rocks and sand.” Um, excuse me? What is this, a playground? Spoiler alert: they didn’t do a damn thing, and it’s still growing like it’s auditioning to be the next Grand Canyon. But wait—it gets worse. The “gym” (if you can call it that) had actual homeless people sleeping in it. Someone even broke the gym window. Oh, and did I mention there was a dead body found at the mailbox? I wish I were being dramatic, but sadly, this is real life. Then there was this guy who spent every day digging through the dumpsters collecting cans—like sir, are you on the payroll? Look, if you’re gonna give “ghetto fabulous,” at least don’t charge me nearly $1,300 to live in a shoebox. My unit was 400 square feet, and they had the audacity to price it like a luxury loft in downtown. I extended my lease to 15 months to line up with my move out of state, and that’s when the real mess started. I was casually browsing their website (as one does when you're plotting your escape), and guess what I saw? My exact studio unit listed for $700. Naturally, I called the front office like, “Hey besties, what’s this about?” Their response? “Oh, the website prices are wrong.” Wrong. Cute. Fast-forward to just three months ago, and suddenly they’re blowing up my phone, trying to convince me not to move to another property. And magically, they now have a one-bedroom for $800 with the first month free. Ohhh, now you have deals? I was like… be so serious. When I asked about prices before, I got shut down with “that’s inaccurate.” But the second I say I’m leaving? You’re offering discounts like it's a clearance sale? I was HEATED. Yes, rent goes up and down—but I was locked into a 15-month lease paying nearly $1,300 for a studio, while they were practically giving away one-bedrooms just to keep people from bouncing. So let’s be real: I spent over a year wildly overpaying, and the only time they showed interest in working with me was when they realized I had options. Bold of them. I wouldn’t even be this pressed if they hadn’t straight-up lied to me. Yes, I understand rent fluctuates, but for 15 months I was paying top dollar for bottom-tier living. What the actual hell? This was my first apartment, and while I’ve got memories, most of them involve shaking my head. Don’t let the website fool you—this place looks affordable for Austin, but you’d be better off elsewhere. That said, let me shout out the only good thing about South Shore: Nelson the maintenance man. He was kind, reliable, and truly the MVP. When my neighbor decided to flush paper towels and it caused a whole plumbing explosion—like, toilet, shower, AND the downstairs apartment flooding through the light fixtures—Nelson came through and handled it like a pro. I truly hope they’re paying him what he’s worth, because he’s the only one holding that place together.