When we arrived at about 9:30PM, we should have known from the large gathering of homeless people at the driveway entrance that we picked the wrong location. We did pass a security patrol car, though. The clerk seemed bothered and annoyed to check us in. We booked a room with two queens, but they didn’t have any. The clerk told us his colleague (not we) upgraded us to a suit with a king and a pull-out. It wasn’t a huge perk, as the room was outdated, the floors creaked, and the toilet wobbled when you sat on it. We discovered the hard way that the toilet didn’t just wobble; the caulking was gone from around it and the seal was bad. A pool of water covering the entire bathroom floor formed around the toilet requiring every towel, hand towel, and washcloth to dry it up. We did notify housekeeping and the front desk. All we got was “I am so sorry. We will let maintenance know.” We had zero dry towels and given the tiny bubbles we saw escape from between the tiles, water was definitely seeping somewhere else. I should have paid the extra $30 to stay somewhere else. Lesson learned.