If you’ve followed this blog for a while, you’ve probably noticed I often book through Booking.com. In fact, I’ve even recommended them here. So this post feels a bit like an emotional breakup. I’ve developed a routine—booking promising places, devouring reviews, and finalizing bookings before cancellation windows close. Over the years, we’ve stayed in some truly lovely places this way. Let’s just say, I know the platform well.  But none of that made up for what happened on my most recent trip. We booked an apartment in Vienna for five nights. Booking.com rated it three stars, with a perfect 10…