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| - This was the worst experience in a hotel I've had in long-term memory. This place is just gross. The carpet in the room had so many stains, we were uncomfortable taking off our shoes and kept our flip-flops on. We joked that perhaps someone had been murdered there, or a dog had gone number two and they didn't bother to use any Resolve. It also stank like must and the decades of smokers who'd stayed there before us. We would have left and gone practically anywhere else if it hadn't already been 2:30 in the morning and we weren't so exhausted from the road.
I didn't want to get into the bed because it didn't smell good at all. The sheets didn't look dirty but smelled nasty, as if they were used or maybe, just maybe, the room hadn't been used in so long that the bedding had started smelling like the musty room (that's what I told myself, anyway). Luckily, we were too tired to feel amorous, because I would not have been nude in that bed.
When I got up in the night to go to the bathroom, I was too sleepy to think of it and didn't slip my flip-flops on and put my foot on the carpet. To my surprise and disgust, the carpet was damp. This made me realize that the stains might be from flooding and not simple lack of cleanliness. I am convinced that is the case because I woke up completely congested (which went away immediately after I got outside) and that generally only happens to me when I'm around mold.
Less gross but just as annoying, the room was called a suite, but there was a couch and no coffee table in one section and one TV permanently situated in between the bed area and the couch area that is not movable, so no one anywhere in the room could get a good view. Also the bathroom is so incredibly tiny. Such wasted space.
We had planned to spend another night or two there, but we woke up in the morning, brushed our teeth, and called the La Quinta.
Avoid at all costs.
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