Welcome to the Twilight Zone (But Somehow Worse)
If you’ve ever wondered what it’s like to stay in a hotel that doubles as a live-action episode of Cops, look no further. From the moment we pulled in, we were greeted with the sweet aroma of weed and the comforting sight of a potential pimp managing what appeared to be his business associates right out front. Five stars for entrepreneurship, zero stars for literally everything else.
The front desk had a sign that said you have to pay each day upfront, which gave off major “we’re not making it through the night” vibes. The staff looked as confused about checking us in as we were about staying there. I don’t want to assume anyone’s life choices, but let’s just say the hiring process here does not involve background checks or sobriety.
At checkout (or our great escape), the front desk was a ghost town. We called the number listed and got absolutely nothing. One of the cleaning ladies casually told us the person working the desk was “probably sleeping.” It was 8 AM. Must’ve been a wild night of paperwork and meth.
If you’re into fear, sketchy vibes, and an immersive crime-drama experience, this is the spot for you. If you enjoy being alive and not robbed, maybe try literally anywhere else — like a park bench, or the floor of a 24-hour Walmart. Both safer and better maintained.