Where to start...When the Super 8 up the block looks like a palace next to the Endidump, it should have been our first clue, but we were desperate because it was memorial day weekend and every other hotel was $300+. First, there is no parking lot. Once you pay a meter, you walk in to find a strange looking fellow behind bullet proof glass. He hands you a key, and tells you it's cash only, (another big clue we disregarded) After walking up the street to the mini-mart ATM, we returned and he couldn't remember my last name. It had been 3 minutes. I handed him the cash, he handed me a real key, not electronic mind you, an actual key, and this is no bed and breakfast. While waiting, we noticed one of the other tennants conducting her hourly business. We were on the 4th floor. After walking up the winding staircase, we arrived at the room door, basically made of cardboard. The room had a mattress on a frame, no box spring, no bed skirt, holes in the comforter and a skummy mirror. The bathroom was a communal one in the hall, which you could access by passing the burnt out mattress and broken table. THIS IS THE WORST HOTEL I'VE EVER SEEN. We were so grossed out, we left and got our money back.