It wasn't the worst hotel I've stayed in, but it was pretty close. Kind of reminds me of the motel in My name is Earl. Hard to find the driveway because the pavement was cracked up. Broken railings, peeling paint and wallpaper in the lobby, cheap blankets and pillows, dirty towels, screws sticking out of the top of the furniture, made me sign a paper saying that I know what the rate is, but rate was blank. The positives are that it was cheap, the heater worked, and the sheets were clean.