Worst "hotel" experience ever. For starters, I use the term "hotel" suuuuuper loosely here. There was less than a foot of room between the wall and all sides of the "bed" (two colossally crappy twins pushed together in the middle of the room -- lumpier than my mom's mashed potatoes and that's saying something). The walls were as paper-thin as the mattresses (my husband asked me "what did you say" when someone on the other side of the wall spoke because even a hushed speaking voice travels through the walls). Somehow, we managed to fall asleep nonetheless, but woke up in the middle of the night (5 a.m. to be exact) to someone blaring their car horn and screaming for roughly 15 minutes straight. When they finally left, they drove so recklessly I felt both personally in danger of them running me over with their car and fiscally in danger of them plowing into our rental car. We were certainly not going to stay another night. Somehow, we managed to finally get back to sleep only to be awoken again at 8:30 a.m. by more screaming, this time on the part of hotel staff as "Housekeeping" was in the room of the people who'd made the ruckus the previous night. I'm guessing they must've trashed their room because housekeeping was slamming things around and screaming a ton. I opened my door and found the housekeepers were throwing trash out the window of the neighboring unit right onto our doorstep, including a used pregnancy test. The health department should condemn this place!