Not recommended! Since the day that I walked into Samuel's house, he harassed me and my son. Upon moving out I asked my three-year-old son if he wanted to go back there and he said, "no." When I asked him why he said, "because Sam is scary." That pretty much sums up our trip. Not only is West Adams very unsafe (I saw prostitutes and a high-speed chase on the first day of check-in) but Samuel should not be allowed to host guests. He just wants your money and for you not to touch a thing in his dirty condo.
Sam changed his rates for amenities upon move-in and verbally insulted me when he said I came into his house and tried to **take advantage** of him because I did a second load of washing in the week in his washing machine. He told me from then on forward I should go down the street to the laundry mat (wait till you see the laundry mat) or pay him $5 a wash and $5 a dry. He said he didn't want me breaking his appliances. Using his appliances in his perception equated to me having the motivation to break them. NOTE: it looks like he listed that in his description of his stay. HE CHANGED THE RATES AND DESCRIPTION **after** we moved in.
Later in the week, he asked me not to use the kitchen because he wanted to use it. He said I usually "take over" the kitchen. Far from the truth, we never took over the kitchen. He never wanted us to be in the kitchen at the same time as him. If he needed to join us at the table or have us move anything that might have been in his way I would have gladly (at first). He always left the trash, dirty dishes in the sink, and dishwasher overflowing. His floors are so dirty that at the end of the night my feet would be black or my white socks ruined.
When I was cutting my son's fingernails, I sat on top of the toilet so that I could be closer to seeing my son's hands. The toilet seat cracked and I almost fell through. Instead of asking me if I was okay, Samuel said people are not supposed to sit on top of toilet seats.
My son gets excited to have calls with his grandparents in the morning. One morning over breakfast at 9 am they were making him laugh and squeal. Samuel text me that the shouting needed to stop immediately. To him, the sound of a child's laughter equates fingernails on a chalkboard. That is the type of person he is.
Before staying with Samuel, I wrote to him a number of questions about his dog. He doesn't list on his listing that he has a dog but it came out by me asking him. My son is **really** scared of dogs. I let Samuel know that and asked him about his dog's breed and personality. He assured me that his dog was friendly and would never be in sight. Far from the truth, Samuel would let his dog loose in the house when he went out at night and the dog would run upstairs and into my son's room. We had to shut the doors and then the dog would sit down and howl and cry until Samuel would come home at 3:30 am. I text Samuel at 2 am when I literally couldn't take it anymore and he never responded.
After I complained to Airbnb he began leaving his dog locked up in the backyard by the pool when he would go out. His dog pooped all around the pool and Samuel wouldn't clean it up. I have pictures of all the dog poop. I also told Samuel that there were live electric wires hanging over the pool and he literally did nothing to get it fixed. I have a picture of the live electrical wires hanging over the pool.
After calling Airbnb every night because I felt verbally abused, harassed, and unsafe Samuel agreed with Airbnb that I could leave his rental. It was July 4th weekend and I had a hard time immediately finding a unit to move to but immediately by the time he agreed he wanted me gone.
He told me that he wanted us out because some friends were booked to stay in the rooms that we were in. I told him I hadn't found a place to go yet and he responded violently that he was going to have his house fumigated. He wouldn't reschedule, give me the Fumigator's company name, or find out from them if the chemicals were safe for children and our food. I have a picture of the fumigation tank, the gas mask, and the chemicals.
I complained to Airbnb. Airbnb called him and he wouldn't reschedule the fumigation. I had to be emergency vacated to a hotel. Literally, my son and I were never in his house and when we were there we stayed locked up in our bedrooms as to not be in the presence of Samuel because he is insensitive and should not be allowed to host people.
He made me feel unsafe and our bedroom doors did not lock because he has extension cords running under them preventing them from fully close. His place is dirty and he told me in a text that's just the way it is. I found condoms in the bedrooms we were staying in and all of the old shampoos and oils and gross beauty supplies from his guests crammed in the bathroom drawers and sinks. (Re. the condoms, he brings home different women overnight that I spoke with that don't even know him.)
Re. Parking? The parking spaces are very tight and he will ask to move your car so he can park his car after he has been intoxicated with multiple bottles of alcohol that he leaves sitting in