"4"^^ . "I got to thinking that a night drive in to Vegas sounded like a nice idea, but my gf and I had already booked rooms for the next day. We needed a room quickly, and cheap, just to crash in before we got to our planned hotel. I punched in some stats and this spot popped up. Using one of the oldest and most trusted means of measuring distance, my thumb and forefinger determined this hotel was only a few miles from the Strip. For $50/night, it sure worked for us. \n\nWe got in late and were greeted by Randall, who handled everything for us perfectly smooth. He even called up to the room right as we entered to make sure it was all up to snuff. It was. The rooms are pretty damn nice, with a full kitchen, refrigerator, cabinets, a stove top, and table. You could live here - and people likely did, since this was an extended stay before it was an inn. \n\nThe beds here are small, that's why we opted for two double beds. I can barely sleep with my gf on a queen without being continually pushed and prodded into the far recesses of the bedside, so a double bed would likely mean I'd wind up on the floor before the night was through. The beds aren't very comfortable, though. The mattress felt like someone had wrapped sheets around a large brick, and the pillows were just as unyielding to my body's attempts at getting cozy. But we'd also gotten in at around midnight, so I passed out without issue after plopping down. \n\nDuring checkout, the woman working started to laugh hysterically out of nowhere. Then she told me that she just saw the special message I'd written in when booking the room (hey, there was an empty box for it, I felt obligated) which read: roar like a dinosaur when we check-in. Randall didn't do it, and I'd forgotten I wrote it, so we all had a good laugh. \n\nShe didn't roar, though."^^ . "4"^^ . . "2013-07-13T00:00:00"^^ . "4"^^ . . . "4"^^ .