I lived at 3400 from 2004 to 2014. At the beginning, I absolutely loved the place except I didn't check how hot the apartment would get, but besides that, the management WAS friendly and helpful. The place was peaceful and quite. Things soon began to change. First, the began renovations of the units and I was forced to switch units and pay nearly $400 more per month. Then, once everyone began moving out, they began renting to college students who had 5-6 college kids living in a 1-2 bedroom apartment. Puke began showing up the in hallways, There was no more parking. People would wander the pool an club house completely drunk. Then they began to allow dogs. Even though I wasn't in a dog building, dogs lived in the building. "Service Dogs" (BS) - Barking dogs, winning dogs, piss in the hallways. Grounds smelled like dog feces. I even was bit by a dog that was off leash near the parking lot, while I was getting out of my car. Till this day, I have scares from the event on my hand. Management changed. Even though I was bit by a dog that I had no interaction with other than opening my car door, the dog was allowed to remain on the premises because it was a "Service Dog" --- (Yeah Right). Still lived there though, after all I loved the gym. In the course of the years I lived there, I never once had anyone make a complaint with me, and besides the dog bite, I never complained about another resident. The walls are thick and you can't hear much. But then I had someone move in above me. A women, who was obviously mentally ill. I was a law student at the time, and would study for the bar on my porch. I was silent, doing practice questions on my ipad. This woman saw me sitting there and threw an entire bucket of ice water on my head. - Not a drizzle, not a cub, an entire bucket. It destroyed my ipad. I immediately called the cops and told management. Women wouldn't open the door for the cops and management said there was nothing they could do besides write a note. Here, I was assaulted in my house for ABSOLUTELY NOTHING. Please, understand, I worked full time and went to law school at night. I was rarely home besides sleeping. I didn't have TV in my house and I didn't even have a sound system hooked up because I felt when I was home, I should either study, sleep, or be in the gym. My life was 100% dedicated to my work and my law studies. The woman, in retaliation to my call to management, began to play mariachi music blasting in my house 24/7. She took speakers, turned them so they'd face down in to my apartment and had music play 24/7 in my various rooms. Management didn't believe me until I had them come into my apartment to hear it. They said it wasn't bothering anyone besides me so what. THIS WAS A NIGHTMARE. LONG STORY SHORT, I HAD TO MOVE. DAN IS THE WORST MANAGER EVER. HE'S AN IDIOT, DOESN'T GIVE A CRAP ABOUT THE TENANTS, AND YOU WILL BE PUNISHED IF YOU COMPLAIN. STAY AWAY. USE TO BE GREAT, BUT NOW IT'S A NIGHTMARE.