I don’t even know where to start. First of all, the Super 8 tarp covering the sign of the previous property should’ve told me everything I needed to know, that as well as the random dead tree blocking the entrance to the parking lot. Walk in, first thing I see is about 4 people in like ahead of us (checking in about midnight, keep in mind) and the poor front desk guy trying his best. Random front desk lady coming out looking like she just got done with a couple lines in the back, click clacked on her computer, no regard for the 8/9 people in line waiting to check in. Then left. Okay, I’ll disregard the holes in the ceiling and the cracked out staff. Then, we get our room. First off, the halls smelled like a combination of a hot steamy dump and freshly smoked percs. We get in our room, AC doesn’t work and the bed