My parents were house hunting a couple years ago, and we went with them.
Most of the houses were wonderful, some a little small and old timey, but not bad in themselves. I'm surprised the realtors didn't run away after my klutzy brain decided that the sliding glass door simply wasn't there, so I tried to walk through it. Whoops.
There was one house we were looking at, in an excellent neighborhood, only a couple blocks walk from where my BF lives, built by the same guy. I think the owners couldn't pay the loan and ended up losing the house.
It was odd. It was a gorgeous house, with a breakfast nook to the left of the entranceway on the way in, a couple of bedrooms beyond that, the kitchen in plainview infront of us, and another room which served as the family room overlooking the backyard.
There was a hallway that led past the kitchen that led to the first bathroom, which was... pink. Really, really pink, with only bathtub and no shower fixtures. I mean, bright flamingo and Pepto Bismols almighty, it was pink.
The master bedroom had been the only one to originally have a shower. It did when we checked it out. Still, we're very much shower people, so while not a dealbreaker, it was very close.
Notice how I said originally? The hallway past the kitchen, which had a broken stove, extended and turned left into a weird, really long hallway with a little space to the left for the washer/dryer. There were two bedrooms added on by removing the garage and dividing them with plywood, adding doors onto them. It still had the sunroof covering the corners of the two rooms.
It was also still cement, with loose carpeting. It also had another bathroom, the only other one to have a stall, that I can only describe as leftovers stolen from someone's construction project. The door was a heavy, metal bathroom door with a Men's sign on it, like you see in commercial areas, the piping was all obvious and the tub was standing in the middle of the room, with said piping all connecting to it from the side. There was a toilet, but it looked scary and metal. White tiling, blue paint, gray tiled floor. I've almost never run out of a bathroom, but I ended up closing the door quickly and never wanted to go back.
We go out to the backyard to look for the large hot tub that was advertised (we were thinking it'd be great for my sister's CP), and found that it had been filled with cement.
Also noticed a large amount of trash and rubble strewn about the yard, mostly small things, like cigarette butts, though we once spotted both a baseball and a shoe. Just one.
On the way out, we saw that a large switchplate to the right of the door had been mostly smashed in, and that the electrical wiring box, which was just outside in the entranceway, but on the back an arch so we didn't notice it coming in, was unlocked and some wires were dangling.
As we found out later, the extension was added without permission of the city or any code checks, so it would've been a hazard waiting to kill us. Near as we can tell, they tried trashing the place, but didn't do very much aside from that poor plate and the electrical box.