I'm the Duke of Poop!
Seriously, the fact that I'm the Duke here after one night's stay makes me weep in to my pillow.
This place straight up stinks of horse shit. Has poo smears on doors and is so disgusting and vile.
We booked one of the cheapest motels online because we figured we would be driving through late at night and just wanted to get some sleep on our way. How bad can a $50 motel be right?
um barf, really bad.
I knew I was in trouble when I overheard the check in guy talking about how all the stable guy's from the horsetrack across the street stay here for months on end, that's right, horsetrack across the street. That means horseshit and lots of it.
but somehow I didn't really notice the smell outside, but they somehow have found a way to intensify it in your room so don't worry, you'll get a butt load of it soon enough.
I am blessed with having a girlfriend with a sense of humor and a tough constitution, because she just went to bed and did her best to ignore it. I wasn't so successful. I tried pouring scented baby powder in to the air conditioning unit so it dusted the room, I emptied my deodorant can with reckless abandon all up in there too but it was no use. I finally fell asleep for a couple hours and we got the heck out of there bright and early the next day.
I liked how when trying to check out the kid behind the counter seemed to only know one word of English no matter what I said he responded with a "What!".
"Good morning"
"What!"
"Here's the key, I need to check out"
"What!"
"the key, I'm checking out now"
"What!"
"All set? ................Good bye?"
"What!"
Fu*k this place.