Worse than a bedbug hostel in a developing country
We first got a room that stunk of weed and I asked for another room, I dont mind weed smookers but I do not wish to smell like one...
We got a new room and i saw all the surfaces was dirty so I cleaned them myself with a towel, it turned brown.
The new room also had 2 long black hairs in the sink, 1 on a pillow(!!!) and a few pubic hairs on the toilet seat (yes the small curled brown ones). the top of the toilet had not been dusted in weeks either.
I went down to front desk and he offered me to get a refund and check out but we had a 10 hour drive behind us and did not feel like looking for a new place in San Fransisco at 9 pm.
The manager was on duty the next morning but after the unfriendly staff members treatment the evening before and him calling me names when I was unhappy with the dirty and disgusting room was enough waste of my time.
I simply hope the motel gets struck by lightening and dissolves into thin air.
It is simply the worst and the crowd that you encounter; a guy was being psychical to his girlfriend in front of check-in desk and staff did nothing, I had to tell him off myself.
They do not care about their guests staying nor their well being.