Truly, and honestly, the dirtiest, nastiest hotel room I have ever stayed in. I have pretty extensively toured developing nations and the third world, and even staying in budget friendly accommodations in those places, I never experienced a hotel that made me as uncomfortable as this one. Every corner of the room had garbage and dirt and evidence of the last hundred tenants piled up, and it was clear that the carpet had not been properly vacuumed in a very long time. When I saw the housekeeping cart in the hallway and it had almost nothing on it, except a single spray bottle and some toilet paper, refills, and a stick vacuum that was clearly intended for hardwood floors, and not carpet, that all kind of makes sense. Every wall had smashed bugs parts and blood stains on it, up high and along the floorboards. One sink had a used needle in it, the other someone had been using as an ashtray, and there was some kind of clear goop in the drain. The bench by the window was covered in food crumbs. The hallway and the room just had that smell, like a State run old folks home or the alley behind a fish restaurant.
I had the room booked for two nights, but I didn’t spend more than 30 minutes in there the first night, because of session, every hotel was booked 30 minutes in every direction, so I slept in the car. For the second night I booked another hotel downtown.
