If chaos were a hotel, this would be it.
Check-in started with one poor front desk employee managing a line about 8 people deep, while the rest of the staff was apparently in the back filming a podcast or telling ghost stories—hard to tell. Eventually they emerged, and things almost improved… until I was given the wrong room and accidentally scared the absolute life out of another guest. Sorry to those people. That one’s on the hotel.
The room itself felt like it was set up by someone who hates hospitality. Lights didn’t work, the room was missing chairs, and there were not enough towels for the people on the reservation. We also discovered dirty silverware hiding in the couch, which raises several questions I’m not emotionally prepared to answer. The floors were so dirty I considered checking my shoes in TSA-style before sitting down.
Our room key stopped working multiple times, so we got our steps in going back and forth to the front desk. And the beds… imagine sleeping on old-school moon shoes filled with regret. Soft in all the wrong ways, zero support, and guaranteed to make you question your life choices by morning.
Overall, this stay felt less like a hotel and more like a social experiment. Would not recommend unless you enjoy confusion, surprise roommates, and extreme mattress disappointment.