Regrettably, the state of this facility leaves much to be desired. As soon as you step foot inside, prepare yourself for a rather offensive odor that could easily be described as repulsive. But that's only the beginning. Room #4 presents you with a dilemma on what to be disturbed by first. Is it the overpowering stench of ages-old filth and uncleanliness, or the gloomy ambiance that practically oozes impending doom?
Now, let's talk about the so-called "premium bedding" that would be more suitable for a convict than a guest. The pillows are so disappointingly flat that we practically forgot they were even there. And don't get me started on the carpet; it's a veritable art gallery of stains that could have been overlooked had it been given the courtesy of a vacuuming at least once this millennium.
But wait, there's more! The coffee pot, oh, the coffee pot. It's generously coated in a layer of grease that surely doesn't inspire confidence in its cleanliness. And after witnessing the disheartening sight of brown water flowing from the kitchen faucet, we knew better than to even consider using it. As for the cookware, utensils, and cups, they were a downright health hazard.
The condition of this place was so profoundly abysmal that we made the bold decision to cut our stay short. One more minute in those dismal surroundings was simply inconceivable.