The receptionist, absolute air biscuit. Very frustrating situation with her right off the hop.
Sadly didn’t see her name tag.
I’m checking in. She asks for a credit card.
I said sorry my wife has the credit card she is getting a little spa treatment done right now. It’s our wedding anniversary today. She says ohh okay well I need the credit card to do the deposit fee.
I said okay no problem I’m getting my wife to send me a photo of the card give me a few minutes. She says okay that’s great thank you.
I get the picture and say okay I got the photo I’m ready.
This chick goes oh sorry no I need the physical card.
So why didn’t you say I need the physical card in the first place!?!
I told you I’m getting a photo and you didn’t say no no I need card in hand.
Let me go through with it and get a photo, call my wife, and then tell me.
I was shacking my head like are you for real?
I then have to drive and interrupt my wife’s spa time get the card and drive back.
So off the hop not a great start.
The room meh. I’ve stayed in a nicer motel.
I got a “suite” and it didn’t feel like it.
Bed was comfy. Cob webs on the corners of the room.
Chipped paint, and every hanger for towels, and the the bracket for the door locks, were loose and wobbly. Screws weren’t fully seated in the frame.
It was honestly motel level l stuff.
Won’t be booking another room here.
This one time was enough for me.