"We arrived at 6pm, greeted by a sign asking us to not run over the feral cats (we disappointedly never even saw said cats). On the winding journey to the main office, we passed an empty swimming pool, closed restaurant, and a general aura of sadness.
When we attempted to check in, we were told that our room wasn’t ready (at 6pm?!). I felt for the front desk worker- clearly having been dealing with reasonably irate customers all evening for the same issue. We wandered the property for 20 minutes and got bitten by every mosquito. At that point, our room was actually ready… Side note- apparently the property was sold out, but there were hardly any cars in the parking lot even at 5am. Given the state of the buildings and our room, I suspect many rooms are uninhabitable.
Our room was in need of major repair and a deep clean. There were chunks of things stuck to the walls. There was a bulge in the wall from a leaky pipe upstairs. There were bits of things in the dresser. The beds were akin to sleeping on slightly padded cardboard boxes. I showered in my Crocs. The things that needed to be cleaned seemingly were, but there was a general air of grime to the room. It smelled rank- I assume there’s mold in the walls.
The real odd thing were the three family pictures we found up high in the closet. They were probably from the late 80s/early 90s. Confused, we put them back so as not to disturb the spirit realm. Creepy.
Before I fell asleep, I canceled our upcoming stay."