I’ll preface by saying that this place looks just as if not more sketchy in person as it does on the listing. When we arrived we had already booked a reservation on booking.com. We attempted to show the guy at the front the confirmation number as he asked for it to know which room we needed. Upon handing him the phone, with the confirmation number on the screen in a huge green box, he scrolled down and seemed confused. It took him thirty seconds to stare at the phone and scroll until he saw an option for cancellation and the description on cancellation options. Then he said, “This canceled.” I politely let him know that that was indeed incorrect and he said, “Oh.” As if he had realized his mistake. I will let you know, he did not know what he was doing at all and his exclamation gave me false hope that this reservation we had booked would get used as intended. He handed the phone back after scrolling a little more and said, “I need the confirmation number.” I scrolled to the top once again and told him that it was in the green box, this time making sure to point out where it was specifically. He took the phone and scrolled for another 30 seconds before somehow finding a different cancellation button and showing to us again saying, with more confidence this time, “See it says cancelled.” We gave up and used that same cancellation button to cancel our reservation on the booking.com app(this is why this review is being left here). We just needed a room as my mom had just driven 5 1/2 hours after working a 13 hour shift. We were both tired and asked for a room and he went to work at the computer doing whatever process could possibly take 7 minutes to complete. Nearing the end of booking our room he got a call from someone and took it. While we were standing there visibly unhappy he took the call and forced us to wait just a little longer to get to the room. He headed us the key and we set off to our room. There was someone sleeping in their car directly next to us once we pulled into a parking spot and never did I expect myself to have wanted to do the same. On the opposite side of our car there were a couple of guys standing by the hood of their truck with beer bottles listening to (Spanish?) Polka. Probably the most weirded out I’ve been by any motel stay. No words can explain the disappointment that I experienced upon opening the door to our room. First, there was no light in the front half of the room. One light at the sink on the other side of the room and one light in the bathroom. I almost wish we hadn’t turned the lights on because what we saw kept me awake for an extra hour and a half. When we turned on the light, we first noticed that the toilet had not been flushed. We then saw that the bathtub looked like it’s only cleaning process had been putting a towel over the ledge and a “complimentary” and hopefully never used bar of soap. There were black flecks who’s origin could be left to interpretation. We then looked to the shower head and th
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