I had to google the number to the hotel and call directly to the front desk.

The pounding and screaming continued and my daughter and I were TERRIFIED. It felt like a dream where you're trying to get somewhere but cant move. I scrambled to find the phone, which was from 1980 (NO LIE).there was no option to call the front desk. I was TERRIFIED as it was only me and my daughter. Now, the door is so old and thin, you can see the light from the outside through its perimeter and feel a breeze. I thought there were two men because when I shouted, ”wrong room” there was a ”conversation” that sounded like two men. As I tried to fall asleep, I was startled out of bed (11:15pm) by a homeless man POUNDING on my door and screaming to let him in so that he could shower. I was flying out early the next morning so I convinced myself I just needed a spot to land my head for the night. Not even kidding you guys.this room was SKETCH.

Noisy (people yelling and grunting from outside. Entering the room was a shock as the furniture was dingy and OLD and creeky. The first clue should have been when they handed me a huge, actual key that fit in the entire palm of my hand. This was literally the worst, most TERRIBLE ”Inn” I've been to in my entire life.

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