I pulled in off the interstate because I was falling asleep. Where to begin? My nonsmoking room was very smelly (ashtrays, cigarette burn marks on everything). There was dirty old carpeting, rotting particle board wall in the bathroom, several holes in the wall where previous guests had... vented? Nasty, nasty couch (more burn marks), nothing else to sit on, BED BUGS!!! But if you don't mind any of this maybe you wouldn't mind the "scene" which included endless comings and goings between rooms, shouting across the parking lot, random knocking on the door and wrong number calls so that I had to disconnect the phone, and so much car traffic that I'm sure they were selling dope in one of the rooms around me. This was still going on when I packed in around 5am after managing a couple hours of sleep to keep driving. The only plus, other than the admittedly low rate, was that waiting to check in I met this rapper guy there with his crew (they go by "Crooks"). We exchanged CDs (I'm a musician too) and he seemed very sweet in spite of the unspeakable violence and misogyny I the raps. Musically ok, though... Perfect hotel for, uh, somebody, or something, but not me, and probably not you if you're reading this.