When we arrived, we arrived after hours. The front desk guy would not open the door and let me in. I had to give him my credit card and driver’s license through the mail slot. He let me in, I guess, after he checked my credit card, and we made the deal for whatever room he had available. This place was far from our first choice, but after traveling all day and looking for vacancies for several hours, we were desperate. The first room they offered us had no electricity, and when I went to the room telephone to call the front desk, there were no keys on the number pad. The phone was just a plastic shell with about half the electronics gutted from it. It came apart in my hands. I wish I were joking. When I complained to the front desk guy, again through the mail slot, he gave me another room after a few minutes. Our ultimate room was serviceable. It had one bar of soap — only labeled Aroma — and nothing else. Thankfully, the towels, sheets, and beds were clean and free of bedbugs. This place is no-frills. If you just want a place to crash and don’t care much about being treated well, it will serve.