...and I don't mean that in a good way.
It was getting very late and we were getting very tired after driving all day. We found a coupon for this place in a travel magazine and went for it.
As soon as we pulled up I knew something wasn't right. This whole section of town looked run-down and shady ( and this is coming from someone who lives in a very dense "urban" area himself ). No matter, there was no way we were going to be driving around all night looking for something better, we just needed a little sleep.
I went to check-in and the very excitable gentleman at the front desk jumped around wildly, and talked very loud and fast, it was like something out of a Comedy Central movie or a Saturday Night Live skit. He wasn't unfriendly, in fact he was smiling the whole time and must have called me "my friend" 100 times in 3 minutes. He noticed we were a couple and promised to give us "very good room" at the end of the hotel. He probably figured we were out on some romantic escapade, but in reality we just wanted some sleep! The total came to $44.
We weren't really expecting much as we drove around the randomly placed fence in the middle of the front parking lot and then kicked open the door to our room. The whole thing was wallpapered, newly but poorly, and obviously to cover up all the deficiencies in the walls. The room surprisingly wasn't filthy, but it wasn't immaculate either. It was just kind of there. The bathroom was shabby and the shower barely worked. Yet as closely as we inspected the sheets they still seemed clean. We had a TV, a microwave, and a mini-fridge. An air conditioner was jammed into the wall and produced a dull roar all night, which may have been for the better.
We took all of our valuables out of the car (which was parked right in front of our door) and locked every lock we could find. We made it through the night without any disturbance whatsoever, and 3 months later neither of us have developed and strange diseases, so that is good. I walked into the lobby to check out and Mr. Excitement was still there and VERY excited about his orange juice machine, which he demonstrated for me. There was a box of store-bought donuts on the counter for "breakfast", you know the ones with 3 varieties (plain, powdered sugar, & cinnamon). I grabbed two and bailed.
As we were leaving I remarked that this seemed like one of those hotels that rents out rooms to sex offenders on a long term basis. Later I looked up the address in the online sex offender registry, but nothing came up. However, the motel next door did!
This really may have been the worst hotel I've ever stayed in.
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