From the outside, this hotel might pass for a charming old desert resort… but my stay was anything but relaxing. Even on a Friday and Saturday, the place felt eerily empty. The front desk offered the bare minimum a polite hello, directions to my room, and the time of the live music. No warmth, no genuine welcome.
The room was clean, fresh bedding, crisp towels, but its location was a disappointment. Directly above the laundry room, where dryers and industrial ventilation roared to life early every morning. My “view” was a row of dumpsters baking in the desert sun. The room shook with constant vibration, and by day two I couldn’t take it anymore. I booked three nights but fled after the second.
To make matters worse, the floors creaked like an old ship in a storm, and the guests above me stomped relentlessly from evening until 3 a.m., as if rehearsing for a marching band.
The pool? I stayed away after reading reviews about questionable cleanliness and the look of it in person didn’t inspire confidence. Sadly, I only saw those reviews after checking in, lured here by overly generous ratings on Expedia.
Parking was another disappointment: $25 a night for an open, ungated lot with zero security. In 115°F heat, there wasn’t a shred of shade, just scorching asphalt and blistering metal.
This was not the desert getaway I imagined.
Never again…