I booked this motel on short notice, trusting from its high rating average that it would be nice. That was a mistake. The staff member working the front desk was very friendly. That’s where the pleasantries ended. In retrospect, I can’t believe I paid >$100 for the night I spent here. It’s abundantly clear that the revenue from this place is not being reinvested into the property.
Picture it: you step directly from the parking lot and into your room, walking down a red and green striped carpet that seems to exist outside of the human concept of time. The walls are an unlikely combination of yellowed beige, gray and split-pea green. Everything from the door to the furniture to the window valances is scuffed, chipped, downright broken or damaged in someway.
Most shockingly of all, there is a coffee maker and an assortment of cups and tea bags in the bathroom (surely moistened, dried and remoistened by the showers and bodily functions of countless strangers) directly next to the toilet. Literally within 24” of it. Someone could sit on the toilet, brew coffee or tea, drink it and eliminate its waste from their body without ever getting up. The thought haunts me.