The only time you should stay here is if you’re a cheap prostitute, on the run from the law, or if it’s nearing the latest hours and you’re getting desperate for a place to stay. The place is filthy from top to bottom. Just walking into the stairwell to go up to the rooms, the floors are nasty and the whole place smells of cigarettes. Combine that with the rough crowd hanging around outside, in the door, on the stairs and in the hallway. I moved my car to right in front of the lobby so there was a better chance my car was on camera in the event someone broke into it.
When we got into the room, the smell was even worse. “Amenities” if you can call them that are a bed, a broken chair in the corner, a microwave and fridge I didn’t open because of the way the rest of the room looks, and a lamp without a shade. No coffee pot, no little pad and pen… just a gross room and a thin, torn blanket.
The linens were so dirty we flipped our pillowcases inside out, wore our full outfits to bed, and I slept with my hood up because I didn’t trust anything.
In the morning, I got up to take a shower and found an open soap on the sink. One of the towels were dirty and the other, which was a bit cleaner, had a big tear in it. I went down to get more towels and was told the hotel was out of towels without even a courtesy glance and was handed to small bars of soap.
The best part about the place is that they don’t lock the front doors so you can leave quickly.