This place was a real disappointment and that's especially sad because it perhaps has the potential to be the uber-cool, experimental arty place it advertises itself to be but falls was way short of in reality. As far as this co- living and community brand they promote, the truth is their airbnb guests just serves to subsidize the few remaining long term residents – who supposed are in fact our hosts, but most of whom treat you at best like an interloper in their personal space while others horde for themselves the food that's designated for guests.
Unfortunately the art is mostly kitschy shtick without credit or hint to any actual artists, a flimsy attempt to upmarket it to a boutique hotel and as an artist who has had formative experiences participating in artistic communes- this place is especially irksome that it only poses as one.
About Zarinah, his is the first time I've come across a host like this in the fact they she remains anonymous for the duration of her guests' stay. Minutes after checking in – the electricity blew in my room I found out from another guest when the electricity was back on, that I actually had approached her for help without knowing it. At the time, she shrugged me off saying she was busy attending an event, but I found it strange she failed to introduce herself. She only responded to my repeated attempts to reach her on the day I was checking out. This raises concerns of safety as if an emergency or accident occurred you as a guest would be on your own to deal with it.
Basically beware of this place, a bunk bed in a shared dormitory cost me 57 a night at the Red Victorian, and you can find the same in SF in an actual hostel which is run for the comfort and enjoyment of its guests.
This is the first time I've come across a host like this in the fact they she remains anonymous for the duration of her guests stay. Minutes after checking in – the electricity blew in my room I found out from another guest an hour or so later when the electricity was back on, that I actually approached her for help without knowing it. At the time, she shrugged me off saying she was busy attending an event, but I found it strange she failed to introduce herself and remained incognito for the duration of my stay. She only responded to my repeated attempts to reach her on the day I was checking out. This raises concerns of safety as if an emergency occurred you as a guest would be on your won to deal with it.
A bunk bed in a shared dormitory cost me 57 a night at the Red Victorian, and you can find the same in SF in an actual hostel which is run for the comfort and enjoyment of its guests.