Stay away. Stay away. Stay away. Wait—did I mention to stay away?
Ignore the photos online. This property is derelict, decaying, and depressing, with the charm of a condemned storage unit and hospitality worse than a DMV on a Monday morning.
At check-in, I arrived on a state work trip with proper tax-exempt documentation. The manager, inept with basic TX state law, falsely claimed the exemption didn’t apply. He then tried to charge a fee for my service animal and withheld my room keys until I complied—despite state and federal laws clearly prohibiting such actions.
The hallway was filthy, with mystery stains. The room? Overheated, reeking of mildew. The A/C roared like a jet engine. Mold and corrosion lined the bathroom walls. The mini-fridge leaked. Sheets were stained with cigarette burns. Towels were threadbare. The bed? Not humid—damp.
Another guest was price gouged by over 4 times the normal rate, on a trip to honor his late wife. He requested a late checkout to help his (very) large family coordinate their departure. The staff refused. While waiting, a personal item was stolen on-site. Staff did nothing.
The owner never appeared. A teenage staff member was left to handle checkout—because nothing says “great customer service” like hiding behind a child to dodge furious customers.
This isn’t just a poorly maintained hotel—it’s a disaster. Sleep in your car. Pitch a tent. Camp under a bridge. Anywhere would be cleaner, safer, and more dignified.
Please, stay away.
