Days Inn Bossier City

I gave this one star only due to the fact there is no zero star option. This place is horrible! Very very schetchy thank god I brought my gun. My first room I walked in and was struck with the strongest urine smell I have ever smelt in my life. That’s sad because I have twin boys. Then my lock did not work so I changed rooms. The next room I received was equally as aweful. The refrigerator was covered with mold from top to bottom. All of the ice machines were out of order. Not that I would have used them anyways for my safety. The beds were rock hard. The TV didn’t work in either room. Nasty old floaties in the pool. Mold on the ceilings and in the tub. No security what so ever! I will never ever stay again and have had my company remove this this shit hole from their list. Please do yourself a favor and go else where.

This is one of the most disgusting places I’ve had the displeasure of staying.
The carpet was stained and filthy.
Bathroom door wouldn’t shut.
Black mold in the shower, curtain and ceiling!
The counters still had something spilled on them from the previous guest.
The linens looked as if they were remade instead of washed.(also stained)
And how could I forget the pair of underwear
Left on the chair!
If I wasn’t desperate, needing truck parking and it being 2am…

Ew, ew, ew. I’m almost positive that Jessie Pinkman and Walter White had a room here at one time.
Dirty rooms, stained linens and our friends that stayed in the room next door walked in to find spiders running across their bed.
The wall lamps between the beds were falling off of the wall (and didn’t work anyway) and were topped off by a large crack in the sheetrock. An ancient TV but no remote. Dust that I could have written my name in.
I didn’t even shower here because I didn’t want to touch anything more than necessary and my suitcase is in quarantine just in case.
Never, ever again.

I just didnt like that there was no Bible in the top drawer next to the beds, where the telephone sits.
Also, there was a clunk of hair about the size of a dime dingling from the toilet paper roll. There was a stray hair and looked like old dirt in my sheets. Hey for the price, what do you expect. It’s what you pay for.