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Insalubre, à fuir Chambre insalubre, trous de cigarettes + odeur très forte de cigarettes dans une chambre non fumeur sur draps et couverture, cancrelats, frigo micro-onde douche… tout était très très sale. Si j’étais en France, je ferai fermer cet établissement avec toutes les photos que j’ai prises

Muchas cucarachas tuve que salirme y rentar otro hotel

In general, it was very rundown. The front of one of the drawers in the room was not there. There were tiny flies in the sink. The smoke/fire detector was hanging by its wires from the ceiling with no battery. In general, the total disarray made me very uncomfortable.

Did not like restroom. Shower did not work properly. Towels look dirty.toilet paper broke.Bed broke lights and outlet plugs terrible.Room did not smell clean floors looked like they had flooded. Or something soiled not clean at all entire room. Hardly no hot water. Did not deel safe at locations parking lot.

Came back from a long day. Around 9pm. Use the microwave, then all the power went out. Went to front desk and told them about the power outage in my room. They said there's nothing they can do about it. Ate in The dark with my phone light.

We saw the bad reviews. We laughed in the face of danger. We booked the room anyway. That was our first mistake. From the moment we stepped inside, disappointment hit us like the smell of stale carpet. The smoke detector dangled from the ceiling like it had given up on life. A chair cushion sported a gaping hole, proudly displaying its stuffing like a bad taxidermy project. The bed linens? A patchwork of holes that could have passed for modern art. After a long day of traveling, we thought a hot shower might wash away our regrets. Turns out, we only had one towel to share. When I went to the front desk to request another, I was met with a firm no—apparently, towels were a rare and valuable resource. But nothing—not the broken furniture, not the towel shortage—could have prepared us for what came after the lights went out. That’s when they appeared. The bugs. So many bugs. When I turned the light back on, at least 30 of them sprinted away from the sink like they were late for a meeting. They were on the tables, the floor, and, most disturbingly, in the bed. We were supposed to stay for three nights. We barely lasted three hours. Do yourself a favor—sleep in your car, pitch a tent, or just embrace insomnia. Anything is better than staying here.