If I Could Give Zero Stars, I Would. RUN.
This place is an absolute disgrace masquerading as a hotel. I donât even know where to begin â maybe with the DOOR LOCK THAT WAS LITERALLY TAPED ON WITH RED DUCT TAPE. Thatâs not a typo. Red. Duct. Tape. Holding the door lock together. The entire door looked like it had been kicked in by the police and hastily âfixedâ with craft supplies from a gas station. I didnât feel like I was checking into a hotel â I felt like I was walking onto a crime scene.
We weren't even allowed to check in on time. The stated check-in time came and went while the staff â who were nowhere to be found when we arrived â finally started cleaning the room ten minutes after we were supposed to be in it.
When we finally got into the room? Hair on the pillowcases, stained sheets, and that unmistakable âthis is not real cleanâ smell. I donât know what kind of corners theyâre cutting, but I wouldnât wish this room on my worst enemy.
And hereâs the kicker: they charged $285 for this hellhole â a place that usually runs $89-109. I get demand pricing for Lumberjack Championships, but a taped-on lock? Dirty sheets? Itâs robbery, plain and simple.
And when I called to ask â reasonably â for a refund, given the absolute nightmare I just described, I was told no. Not an offer to make it right, not a partial refund, just no.
