2/10, Horrible
Joel
Viatge en família
7 de nov. de 2025
If you’ve ever wanted to pay premium prices to experience life inside a paper-thin shoebox, this is your spot. From the moment I arrived, I knew I was in for a treat — if that treat was sleep deprivation, barking dogs, and a symphony of footsteps from the room above that sounded like a tap dance recital at 3 a.m.
The “room” came with a portable bed that looked like it was borrowed from a summer camp, and room service was a fantasy that died with my first phone call to the front desk. Trash cans throughout the property were stacked higher than my expectations (which wasn’t saying much) — looked like a real-life game of garbage Jenga.
And let’s not forget the 24-hour river of wasted water flowing through the parking lot — impressive in a state where water is basically gold. Bravo, hotel management, for single-handedly destroying the environment and my weekend.
Prestige location? Sure. Prestigious experience? Not even close. Highly not recommended unless you enjoy paying for misery wrapped in noise and neglect.
Joel
Estada de 2 nits (oct. 2025)




























