Full nuclear. No survivors. Health-department-adjacent.
If zero stars were possible, this place still wouldn’t deserve them.
We stopped here out of necessity due to road conditions, and from the moment I walked in, the building itself seemed to beg us to leave. A powerful, unmistakable stench hung in the air—the kind that triggers your fight-or-flight response. This was the universe screaming, not whispering. I ignored it because I was tired and clearly not thinking straight.
The front desk was abandoned, save for a note claiming someone was “helping a customer.” When he eventually returned, he was pleasant enough, and the room was alarmingly cheap—because of course it was.
As we walked toward the elevator, my kids mentioned that the pool water looked brown. Not cloudy. Not shadowy. Brown. The elevator buttons were sticky and filthy, as though they’d never been cleaned and were actively collecting DNA samples for future civilizations.
Our room should be condemned. The door barely fit in the frame, the key reader was coated in something tacky, and the moment we stepped inside we were hit with an overwhelming, eye-watering odor of feces and rot. Not a “bad smell.” Not a “musty hotel.” Straight-up human waste vibes. The carpet was stained, dirty, and looked like it had absorbed decades of regret.
We didn’t unpack. We didn’t sit. We didn’t touch anything unnecessarily. I turned to my family and said, “NOPE. ABSOLUTELY NOT,” and we left immediately, concerned for both our health and our souls.
When I asked for a refund, I was offered another room—because apparently the solution to a biohazard is simply changing zip codes within the building. I declined. I was told I’d be refunded. The charge appeared pending, disappeared, and then reappeared, which feels on brand. My credit card company will handle it, but I wouldn’t recommend trusting this place with your money, your belongings, or your respiratory system.
Consider this review a public service announcement. I have stayed in roadside motels, last-minute stops, and questionable accommodations—but this was, without exaggeration, the most revolting hotel I have ever encountered. We ended up running towards Baymount next door as they had far better service and product to OFFER!!!!!!!
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Learn from my mistakes!!!!
When the universe tells you to leave, listen.