OMG I can't believe this is on Yelp. I have written dozens of Victorian Chick blogs about this complex where I spent ten most horrifying, depressed years of my life. My graduate school debacle can't be blamed on Hope Gardens, aka Death Gardens, any more than 9/11 (which I spent in this apartment), but certainly living her during both did not give me a fighting chance.
I view the following as a public service announcement to fellow Yelpers even "thinking* about renting here.
Now, I moved out in 2006. So who knows who's running the shop now. But a nice old man owned it years ago. Then his mean Manhattan real estate mogul daughter took it over.
The new paint looks like a baby's diaper with light-colored loose stool. I suppose technically it's "sand," but here's a newsflash: SB ISN'T ARIZONA. In Scottsdale, you see this kind of color scheme but that's a *desert* for the love of God.
Now, this ONE star is for a one-bedroom on Hope Ave itself. If you live on the indie courtyard, it will be far quieter and cooler.
But living *on* Hope Avenue is masochistic unless you're deaf. Of course when I moved in, it was a de-facto convalescent home, so presumably half the tenants were deaf or getting there. I was one of the few people under 50 and one of only two or three graduate students.
It was big for the money. But you get what you pay for. I don't like Upper State. At all. It's just a funky, weird, depressing part of town. La Cumbre is even worse and more depressing, but that's like saying it's better to lose a leg in a car wreck than a bike crash. They both suck.
You have NO concept how loud the trucks are up Hope Ave. Six days a week it seems. The only quiet day is Sunday. Come Monday, it feels like you returned to prison after a 24-hour reprieve. As if the big rigs barreling up Hope Ave to Foothill weren't enough, you have THREE major banks on the corner of Hope and State (Wells Fargo, B of A, and Montecito Bank and Trust). (The sign says "scenic" route but I have no clue what that means as Foothill is hardly "scenic" and believe me, this is some official truck route). Of course no one prepares you for the noise because they want to rent the unit.
But wait, there's more! I was sweating and showering constantly from May 1st to Oct 15th because the units on Hope Ave have sliding glass doors in the living room and large windows in the bedroom with *afternoon sun*. This is a big issue with SB apartments, given the lack of a/c: does it have afternoon sun or afternoon shade. And I'm describing a downstairs unit.
If you live upstairs, you might as well move to Texas, except that in Texas everyone-not just the 1% as in Santa Barbara--has air conditioning because it's simply an inhumane and uncivilized place to live four or so months a year. Same with Arizona. You have to have a/c. And they won't let you put in a window unit, at least they wouldn't when I lived there.
Well, Hope Gardens is just like Texas or Arizona four or five months a year with the heat beating down on the glass--minus the a/c. Back in the late 1990s, portable a/c units didn't work. I bought three and the only thing I accomplished was staining the hideous light brown carpet they didn't replace because a childhood friend was at Oxford and I was simply taking over the lease.
Now, the pool is okay. It's all really old people but that's cool. This is SB, for the newly wed and nearly dead. But I took to wearing earplugs 24/7 for five years. This made it impossible for me to go even to Lazy Acres or CVS without plugs in my ears. If you go this route, please learn from my experience. You will get ear infections unless you wash them regularly (earplugs aren't meant for 24/7/365) or buy a few dozen pairs and rotate.
Also know that the gardeners work on Thursdays (or one weekday) and with all that grass, you're listening to a cacophony of lawnmowers and hedge trimmers. If you're on the front like I was, you also have tree trimming to look forward to once a year. This is like Fargo without the buffets.
I suppose a 9 to 5 worker will not notice this. And the traffic noise dies down by 7 or 8.
I recommend drinking heavily the first two weeks of January because it's better than jumping off a building in despair that Christmas break is over, the only 10 days a year you can hear yourself think.
I once read a review for a community college in Texas: "Go here only if you have no other options in life." That's all I can say. If you have no options in Santa Barbara except Hope Gardens, it's God or the universe telling you NOT TO LIVE HERE. read more