Philips Hotel

This place is now called the ‘SoMa Dome Hotel.’
Under the U.S. Fair Housing Act, housing providers, including hotels, are obligated to permit, as a reasonable accommodation, the use of animals that work, provide assistance, or perform tasks that benefit persons with a disabilities, or provide emotional support to alleviate a symptom or effect of a disability.* This is true even if the hotel has a no-​pets policy.**
This hotel flagrantly violates federal law by banning guests with emotional support animals.
DO NOT TRADE WITH THESE LAWBREAKERS!
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This is a charming looking hotel but the normal mortal would certainly not want to dwell here. Rickesh Patel’s review above is hilarious hypocrisy because he and his daddy as managers are a huge part of the problem. The foul-​mouthed pot is calling the kettle black. The machinations by the Patels, the crooked conspirator Jonathan Adriel Fried who installed them (and has since had both his law and broker’s licenses revoked for fraud), and the megafraudster Bill Garlock and others who have interfered with sane management at the Phillips are beyond belief. To read all the drama about this property, just go online to the website of San Francisco Superior Court Online Services and do a Name Search Query on Frank Myers.

This is the worst «hotel» that I’ve ever seen. Humanity has reached new lows here. As you walk down the halls, you see drunk /​high people tumbling out of their rooms, reaching in every direction, screaming, and doing hard drugs in plane site. The sounds in this hotel are hellish — think Abu Ghraib — as you pass through, it sounds like people are being raped in every room — with screams/​pleas for help coming from every direction — there are also children crying, dogs barking, yelling, and very loud music at all times of the day/​night. Some guests were very violent; one huge/​intimidating guy starting yelling at me – and I honestly feared for my physical well being. People walk their dogs throughout the interior, and I even saw a dog urinating on the hallway carpet. There are dead cockroaches everywhere. Bathrooms are communal. The rooms and hallways smell like a bizarre mixture of hard drugs and chemicals.
No one in their right might should stay here, and no right-​minded person does. As for the homeless and insane: I suggest you try a park or the sidewalk. This is an horrifyingly dreadful place — like the worst parts of ‘Requiem for a Dream’ or ‘The Wire’.
The office staff are equally insane. The receptionist was so high that she knocked the computer monitor off the desk and onto the floor while she was checking me in.
Note: I did not spend the night here, though I was in and out quite a bit. I needed to store some luggage and personal things overnight, and I couldn’t find an open storage facility.