I hate the phrase "it is what it is" but it was.
To me I booked a place to put my shit and it ended up being not so terrible. My room was fine. I don't want to know what it would have been like under a black light. It was spacious enough for 4 girls to get ready.
It wasn't a hotel of gangsters. There were all kinds of tourists there.
Now, the front desk and bar personnel were interesting and not the most professional staff but I chalked it up to 'this is what I'm paying for, I'm not at The Peninsula'. That was basically my mantra for the weekend while I still enjoyed my stay.
Would I stay here again? Maybe if it were under new and better management. I liked that I wasn't in a smokey atmosphere and that it wasn't just bursting with people.
I didn't eat here so I can't tell you about the food but you can get a pair of G strings that say Spread 'Em.