Thank you Lincoln Airbnb for one of the worst nights of “sleep” of my life.
I rented room 6 for one night since I had an early business meeting in downtown oakland.
Upon arriving, I realized that parking was on the street only. However when I had searched for rooms, I filtered “parking on the premises” since I didnt want to park my classic car on the street and risk it getting damaged or stolen. Well this listing clearly said “Free parking on premises” but you lied. “Premises” means on the property, not on the street! There was a big fence all across the entire property, and even though the driveway was completely empty, with room for several cars, I had to find parking on the street where already there were THREE disabled vehicles including a white truck right in the front of the house that had clearly been there a long time.
It was too late to book another room for the night. Ah but the fun had just begun. Getting in the left front door requires a code and a huge push to open the door as it loudly drags across the floor. I thought it as still locked since it wouldnt budge, but it was just holding tight to the floor. Pushing hard opened up and also made a huge noise. (anyone ever heard of a planer?)
Walking up the creakiest NOISIEST steps in the world sounded like a haunted house.
Upstairs there was apparently ONE bath on this floor for all of the rooms on the entire floor and a note that said there were two more baths TWO FLOORS down in the basement. Via the creaky steps.
I opened the door to my room and it too dragged loudly across the floor as did the one bathroom door.
Inspecting the refrigerator revealed that 1- there are a number of long term guests staying here and 2- the refrigerator was a full nasty disgusting mess. And dirty dishes in the sink.
Still I was determined to make this work as I had an early meeting. I just needed to get some good sleep.
Before bed I noted that the smoke detector had been dissassembled completely, and there was no ventilation or fan in the room. It was a very spartan room with a bed, table, lamp, two towels and the wifi for the house apparently.
Upon turning out the lamp the first thing I noticed was the bright blue light of the modem staring me in the face. I put it on the floor and covered it with a towel so I could sleep.

The room quickly became stuffy and I opened the window, which was directly over the front porch. My door was at the top of the second floor steps.
All night long, I woke up over and over again as people were coming in the front door directly below my room 6 and slamming it because it dragged on the floor and wouldnt close.
All night long, I woke up over and over again as they came up or down the super creaky stairs. Some of them RAN up or down the stairs. Why?
All... Night...Long...
But the worst was about 3 am my room was filled with the heavy nauseating smell of tobacco smoke which I am allergic to and get physically ill from. I thought the guys in the other room were smoking. At that point I almost left. But the neighborhood was clearly not safe, so I stuck it out.
I found out the next morning that people had sat on the front porch directly under my window, smoking cigarettes. I have pictures of their cigarette ashes on the steps. The listing clearly says no smoking on the premises not to mention that it was in violation of city health codes which require 30 feet or more away
For this little gem I paid $91 for one night.
I took pictures of all of this. Of the nasty refrigerator, the disabled vehicles taking up the extremely limited parking on the street, cigarette ashes on the front porch steps, someone parking on the drive behind the locked fence, broken smoke detector, and more.
Lincoln has no busy running an airbnb. I wrote this because it was a miserable night and I was pissed that this landlord lied about the stree parking, and doesnt know what they hell they are doing. Shame on them.