Super 8 Motel – San Jose Airport/Santa Clara Area

My wife and I have been staying here for years. The staff is very friendly. The motel is centrally located for my needs in San Jose area. On the Alameda close to 880 freeway. The morning complimentary breakfast is good, not extensive. Clean rooms. Decent pool. Ample parking. The rates have gone up quite a bit lately, so it’s not the buy and value it once was. There is a Mexican restaraunt on site.

This place was AWFUL — especially for the money! $ 150 for A NIGHT because they know they can — even though I checked in AFTER midnight. They wanted to put me in a $ 180 room. The night manager was sorta arrogant and I think deliberately put me in a room that was hard to find and had NO adjacent parking that time of night.
The room sequence was VERY dos jointed. I found room 125, 124, 123… THEN it went to 113. NO 122! It was at the OTHER end of the hotel. I’m good at navigation but you shouldn’t have to walk all over a hotel to find a room.
Then, the rooms weren’t that great for the money. I didn’t even bother to watch TV, it was that bad — but they had wifi.

I arrived a half hour earlier than the 2:00 reservation time. I inquired at the front desk if there was any possibility that I could check in early. That was a «no».
That was understandable. So I killed a half hour by walking around the area. Upon returning at 2:00… Where I was briefly ignored… I was told my room was not clean so it would be another 15 minutes. I gave them 20 just to be safe. Finally made it into the room. 202. God awful location. Ugly view of the side of the building. The room smelled like some kind of cleaner that was trying to overpower something else.
My patience ran out at 3:00 A. M, when the telephone woke me out of a very deep sleep. It was front desk telling me to quiet down due to guests complaining about all the noise coming from my room. I had been sound asleep since midnight.
It’s now 4:23 AM, I am still wide awake due to that call and I am listening to someone snoring in the room next door.
This place has a very strange vibe. I should have known better.

We stayed last night and the facility was clean and the staff was very accommodating. I needed to make a change to our itenerary and Kumar helped me with this, when Expedia dropped the ball.

I. Just. Can’t. Where do I begin. Look, this is a Super 8, so I wasn’t expecting the Ritz Carlton. I chose it because the rates during the week in San Jose are ridiculous. And I’m a smoker, so I thought what the hey, I’ll get a smoking room. Never have I regretted a decision more in my life. well okay, maybe some of the guys I have dated were worse decisions, but I digress. I’m up at 2 am because I can’t sleep. because the a/​c is broken and I’m itching and praying it’s not bed bugs. I’m not sure what the other reviewer’s definition of clean is, but if they think this is clean, I would hate to see their house. Sure. the surfaces are wiped down and the floor was vacuumed, but that’s about it and personally, that doesn’t equal clean for me. I will say the front desk attendant was fantastic. If I could rate this based solely on his customer service, It would be a 5, however, it doesn’t make up for the rest, so a 1 star it is. There are patched holes EVERYWHERE. When I walked in the room, it smelled like someone had just smoked a joint in here. The a/​c is broken and won’t be fixed until the morning. The beds are so saggy, it feels like a 500lb man has slept in it for the last year straight. There are smears of god knows what on the walls, and I felt the need to wear my sandals in the shower, and I do not DARE walk around barefoot for fear I may catch something. I stayed in places like these when I was young and broke and having a party. but I’m not at that place in life anymore. Again, I don’t expect a whole lot for it being a Super 8, but I do expect to feel comfortable enough to sleep. I have to be up in 3 hours and I’m pretty sure I will not have slept a wink by then. I’m checking out in the morning and paying double to be somewhere that is guaranteed not to be even remotely close to this experience. I wouldn’t recommend this to my worst enemies, or my ex-​boyfriends.

In the 1980’s I was in the military, stationed in central Illinois. I remember looking out the window as we landed; a tundra. No hills, no trees. All snow. It was something like a negative of a photograph of hell. It was a cold, icy hell.
I hung out with Ray Fleer, hailing from Panama City, Florida, and a guy named Peter Bennasomething or other, if memory served: from New Jersey. When the stars aligned, like ducklings bereft its mother we’d evade headlights and Marines out spoiling for a fight, score some alcohol, and hole up in a motel to get drunk.
And this was a really crappy motel, one of those one-​off motels almost certainly built post-​war, possibly pre-​WWII, with pine dressers, drawers barely able to open; poor lighting. No TV set. I’m confident the room cost less than $ 25 a night, off the highway in Rantoul, Illinois, as memory served.
And we’d do silly things, what one would expect from three trashy teens in a really awful motel, hailing from the US’ three extreme opposite corners.
For instance, we’d fill the bathtub with beer cans, and one of us would lay among the cans of beer, drinking, and singing Whole Lotta Rosie. Gesticulating promiscuously in honor of a large woman named Rosie, as immortalized by AC/​DC.
Here’s the thing: when we were done, which is the say: when the morning dawned, and we were mostly done vomiting, we’d gather all the unopened beer cans, and place them in the dresser drawers.
Why? Because we learned, almost by accident, that we could return two, three, even four weeks later, and the beer would still be there. I was relocated to another base, in, what? 1986? I would not be surprised if that beer is still there, in those pine dresser drawers.
That’s what this motel is like, or at least reminded me of. I came to town on business, and all hotels were full. I actually had to violate policy on our corporate travel portal to expose access to places like this one, and press through multiple web-​banner warnings that staying here would require VP approval.
But what’s a fella going to do? Sleep in his rented baby-​blue Hyundai?
So. When presented with room options, I chose the most expensive one. The cheapest was, I believe: $ 74. This one was $ 148. King bed, etc. I thought: «well, this one seems to be the best room, and it’s still roughly half what we normally pay.»
How many of you have seen a porno, from the 1970’s? Picture a film entitled White Chocolate. Our hero is a man with a chest so powerful its broken his shirt, his curly chest bursting from the very frame of your TV set. The female star, a blonde, sort of a 1970’s hot blonde, which translates in 2014 to someone you’d commit to drug treatment.
The bass line is thick, and maybe there’s a saxophone. This couple is making it happen, on the arms of the chair, in the avocado whirlpool tub LITERALLY placed in the middle of the room, next to the king-​sized bed. This couple is getting it on, all over everything.
And it shows. I’m standing in this room, circa 2014, and this couple has clearly been getting it on for the past, what? 40 years? The chair’s arms are LITERALLY worn raw. Those polyester fibers are coming out. I root in the cushion and find, you ready? Two glow sticks. Swear to god.
I kneel down kind of like one of those TV show detectives, and on the desk’s surface I can see the oily imprints of someone’s behind, plus, ok are you ready for this? I can see hairs, and I’m not talking about long, straight hairs.
The bathtub /​shower thing was absolutely avocado, and the seams were moldy. There was an oily sheen, but it was pasty as well. One might imagine generations of people seething in this tub, leaving their exfoliate. A real melting pot.
I worked at Burger King, waaay back in the 1980’s, and the polyester pants were really memorable. That’s what the bedspread was like. Oily. Smelled of smoke. The pillows were white and clammy. Squishy. When I walked the carpet stuck to my socks like Velcro.
Just outside the door, all night, lurked four to five men. Loud men. Shouting to passing cars. Good times.
But the dresser. Ah. The dresser. You would not believe what was in the dresser. I’m telling you, the glo-​stick lit up and stayed lit for two straight days, and I’ve seen some motels, but the contents of the dresser.
Lawd have mercy. Absolutely made this trip worth every, single, moment. Holy crap. Once in a lifetime. I’m still stunned, even more so that I was able to get them back home, safely.

Huge Room, great price and pretty quiet

Awful. We stayed for one night and experienced horrible customer service. The man at the front desk was rude. We drove over 4 hours and were originally told we could not check in even though we were able to make the reservation online. When we were finally allowed into the room we were not impressed. Horrible service. Horrible motel.

Terrible. Bathroom had mold on ceiling and walls. Also bathroom walls had dirty streaks on walls, and hard to open/​close bathroom door because of the hump on floor. Outside cement walkways needed cleaning. The attached Mexican restaurant at night is a club/​bar with loud music and people talking loud. We had to leave the TV on all night to drown out the noise. We won’t be back.

Let’s get to the point
We all know this is not a 5 star hotel
So you pay for what you get
The room is good, clean, decent
The pool looks clean and open until 9pm
And they can provide you with towels with no problem.
There is breakfast– coffee, hot chocolate, tea, milk,
Cereal, toast with jelly, cinnamon rolls and apples.
Here’s a tip
You need to get breakfast before 9am
Or else you won’t find any breakfast only coffee
We got there when the lady was putting the things away and got upset that the kids wanted breakfast. She had just started to put the things away– but I guess you can’t have it all: D

Rooms are very outdated like 1980’s decire’ including very old TV’s, bath towels like sandpaper, squeaky floors, etc. Needs major renovation. I was expecting a much nicer place so close to airport. Most Super 8’s have been modernized but not this one.

Stayed at this place for one night and it was a good deal for your money.
Had reservation ahead of time through
so check in was a breeze which was good cause I got there at night and was ready to relax.
Parking completely sucks. Very small parking lot and I was not able to park that close to my room.
The size of the room was very decent. It also had a large vanity area which I appreciated and the bathroom was a decent size. The only thing was the shower had a constant leak and you could hear it unless you shut the bathroom door. The bed was pretty comfortable as well. Another issue I had was the TV was in kind of an awkward place. It was kind of off to the side instead of directly in front of the bed.
Check out was quick and painless as well.
All and all I thought it was a good dela for the price and if I am ever looking for somewhere to stay just overnight in that area I may come on back.

This motel is excellent one, I recommend it to others and I’ll stay in it once I come to San Jose. The front desk people are very cooperative and friendly specially Aviz & Jeff (many thanks to them). The room is arranged well and the bed is comfortable, the room service is excellent in keeping the room clean everyday.

I wish I could choose one and a half stars-​one star representing a crack house and this place just slightly better. The guys at the front desk smelled of curry, but seemed pleasant enough, but then some prick in an adjacent room had their tv on ALL NIGHT and when I called the front desk and asked them to do something about it, they did nothing. Some idiots late at night briefly yelling out the window added to the ambience and I leave you with this: How many crack parties must be hosted before one’s carpets are replaced?
Oh, and whilst frequenting the quaint breakfast buffet I overheard the guy from Room 108 report to the front desk that his car had been stolen. The attendant seemed none-​too-​phased by this news, which led me to assume this is a common occurrence. This place is like its own third-​world country! But I did get an Eggo Waffle out of the deal, so I got that goin for me-​yeah…
You’ve been warned.

I came here last week to stay a night, and it was a grimy motel– but I guess that’s what you get for what you paid for.
Upon arrival, we had to check-​in OUTSIDE of the motel. Who does that?! When we asked to be shown to our room (okay, this was TOTALLY a diva moment– but we arrived around 11PM and it was
), the worker walked us half way AND DISAPPEARED. Totally busted a Casper on us. no joke. Who does that?! Seriously, if you are going to leave us– at least let us know. Such bad service… but at least he offered us FREE breakfast from 6am-​930am. I guess two stars for that.
On top of that, when we arrived– and our room was so grimy. Everything was really old and the lightings made it seem like we were in a horror film. HOWEVER, I must admit– the motel was pretty clean and well organized.
But to say the least, it was really scary. I felt like I was in the movie «The Hangover 2,» except I was actually sober checking into some grimy motel. Have I learned my lesson of not checking into a motel? Probably. But for the cheapest price, it was decent. However, ya’ll know that I’m a diva– and I most likely will NOT be coming back.
BUT, if you desperately need a place to stay like if you were stuck on a desert with no water, this place got you covered. Oh, and be sure to be intoxicated so that you don’t find this place as grimy as I did– maybe that would’ve helped me sleep better that night. Sigh.
After reading this review, I can’t say that it was the worst; however, it has been one of the best MOTELS that I have been to. I mean, free breakfast, easy parking, and two queen beds for less than $ 100 a night? I guess that’s a good deal. But do keep in mind this a MOTEL– it’s not going to have your flat screen tvs, room service, or any of that sort of luxury available. In fact, the sink is outside of the restroom– which I think is pretty nifty.
The GIST of it all–
Turn Ons:
— Cheap MOTEL– bang for your buck.
— Free breakfast & coffee.
— Easy parking.
Turn Offs:
— Grimy motel room.

Place was empty but yet they put the only two room booked… together. And the guy next door was LOUD! Walls were thin and place was dirty and crusty. Restaurant needs work on both food and atmosphere. Carne Asada tacos were yummy tho!

Stayed here for a convention held nearby. Clean, neat and well furnished room. Centrally located in a nice neighborhood. School at the end of the street has a nice jogging track. Definitely a good motel deal.

I’ve stayed here a couple times before over the last few years and it was a dump but it didn’t seem to me that the neighborhood was too bad or that it was actually a filthy place and I prefer it to being right downtown. But on Sept 26 2013 I realized this is a complete scum hotel. Not only was my room the worst I’d ever had there with sink outside of the bathroom, stuff behind the nightstand, and carpet that felt like you were walking on a layer of rocks, but the clerk was way out of line. If I wasn’t exhausted I would have left and I didn’t sleep well cuz it felt so creepy. I went in just before midnight and the clerk tried to hit me up for some drugs! It took me a minute to realize and he thought he was being sly, trying to find out if I was a user. He also tried to talk to me about his interest in sleazy women and commented that a lot of hookers use this hotel for their work. I could have lived forever without knowing that, but thanks for the tip.

It was a classy joint for sure. I Moved the bed and found condom rappers and toilet paper stuck to the wall?. Do you not have maids. It was a Tweaker paradise. Weird men lurking in hallways. Yuck. And my face broke out after sleeping there. Don’t do it.

Horrible, spanish bar and lounge in front went all night until 2 am. And then the drunken fights started in the courtyard about 3 am, they must have passed out for a while until 6am when they started again.
The room was modest and that was fine but the rest was the worst ever!