The room door would not open for several tries. The light turned green, but the door fought me. Inside, the room looks and smells horrible. I hope the previous occupant had to pay the smoking fine. I tried to open the dirty windows for some fresh air, but they’re latched. The furniture is beat up and broken. Even the Bible in the nightstand (with its sticky drawer) is damaged. The light bulbs are falling out of the lamps inside their stained lamp shades. The bathtub and shower enclosure are crumbling apart. The towel rack is falling off the wall. The toilet paper roll was empty and broken, so it was quite difficult to put the one spare roll of see-through paper on there.
There are spit spots on the mirror. There was a hair tucked around the one clean washcloth provided. There are crumbs and gunk all around the burners on the stove. The microwave is even worse. There is crud along all of the counter ledges, and stains all over the bathroom counter and sink. The air conditioner spits dust when you turn it on. The mattress was lumpy as an egg crate, and the white sheets are stained orange.
The smoke detector is detached from the ceiling and dead. When the refrigerator cycles on, it sounds like a snow blower. Along with the many other loud sounds at all hours because the walls are as thin as the toilet paper. This place is right by the freeway, which you can hear all night long.
The staff is nice though.