Econo Lodge

KEEP DRIVING! Our family stayed here on 7÷13÷13 (I believe it was room 127). My daughter was playing in her bed for about 30 minutes before she yelled «bed bug!» I’ve never even seen one before but it’s only millimeters long, bright red body (apparently from a fresh feast of her blood) with light tan head and legs. I scooped it up on a tissue and immediately researched it on the computer. I went down to the front desk to get their opinion, but they had none. I texted pictures to our trusted exterminator and he confirmed it was a bed bug. We moved rooms to the second floor on the other side of the hotel. It’s been a little over a week later and now and my daughter has about 15 bites come up on her body all down her arms and back. After researching these they are also consistent with bed bug bites. I called and told the manager and she «kindly» offered me a $ 10 credit. I told her that I didn’t really care about that but urged her to treat her rooms. She said they inspected the rooms and couldn’t find anything. DO NOT stay here!!! I never found any more besides the 1 bug in the first room either but the evidence is definitely clear on my daughter’s body now. They have a previous report on
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On our way home from Wisconsin, in the rain and the fog, we needed a place to crash for the night, and this was it. I thought $ 69.99 was a little high for a Sunday night, but I wasn’t about to argue. We were quickly checked into a king room, with a clean, comfortable bed, and promptly collapsed.
There was minor noise from our neighbors, easily solved with a pair of earplugs. The next morning we were handed our invoice at the front desk, and were promptly on our way, car unmolested from a night in their lot. For what it is, this is a good place — I’d stay here again.

I am writing this review a couple years after my experience at this Slum INN (Comfort INN? What a joke). I can now have the pleasures of going to a real hotel /​motel, which I still have not because my idea of a room while renting a motel /​hotel is permanently seared in my mind because of this experience at Comfort INN, at the time I was 20 and was being rejected at all the real hotels because of my age not being 21. I will begin
First and foremost, if you enjoy the sights, smells, comforts and ability to contract an unknown deadly infection or disease, then this Comfort INN is for you! When I first arrived out frustration, hoping this motel /​hotel would accept me for my age, I was greeted by two toothless hillbilly looking women standing outside the lobby doors chain smoking Marlboro Reds and speaking very loudly about how they got «so hammered» the night before and were possibly «still drunk». I sat outside for a few moments to settle down and regain my composure from all of my previous rejections from all the big time hotels with their fancy lobbies and free cookies that I couldn’t have, it really took a toll on me. I walked in and shortly after the two ladies walked in and asked me «What I needed» — insulting to say the least! What do I need? How about a «How may I help you?» or «Good evening, can I help you with something?» Nope, just a What do I need? Some classy employee’s you hire Comfort INN!
After hearing the age limit of 18 to check in to a room, needless to say I was ecstatic! I checked in right away to the «premium» room, which was a bigger, more comfort bed from what the employee’s told me behind the desk. I saw nothing bad to this as my company was paying for it at the time and charged it to my credit card. I made my way down the hall to the room after getting my card and opened the door and was greeted by the absolutely positively worst smell of cigars, weed, spilled beer, piss, mold, and teenage pregnancy. I closed the door and went back to the desk and told the one lady the room smelled absolutely horrible and I would like another room. She made a mistake (probably still drunk like she said) and gave me a smokers room by accident. I made a couple snide comments «I guess drinking the night before work doesn’t work very well huh?» she had a chuckle and gave me another card to a room on the 2^nd floor.
I made my way up the elevator, which may I add was completely covered in graffiti and smelled like someone lifted one of the tiles up on the ceiling and put poo up there, cause the smell of shit only came in the elevator when it was going up, not down. I once again slide the card in the door and opened it up and was greeted by a lesser smell of the previous rooms without the cigar smell.
The first thing I noticed was the general smell of mold, possibly from the room being flooded 20 to 30 times by drunk teenagers as a joke. At the time it was summer and I made my way over to the air conditioner and turned it on, when the condenser or compressor inside kicked on, it sounded like someone was trying to bust down the door with a police issued door ram, which pretty much got me no sleep. The general tidiness of the room was unkempt and Busch league quality at best. The paint and carpet scheme looked like a room you would rent in the late 70’s erra. Upon opening the curtains for a possible refreshing change of sight I had the honor of a gorgeous view of a garbage and weed ridden truck stop parking lot with random truck drivers pulling in and girls getting in and out of the cab.
The next thing I noticed was the television, not only did the TV tube look like it was cut with a knife more times then a scene kids wrist, it barely worked. I had to smash the power button with my fist (the remote power button did not work either) until it finally turned on, which to later discovery 95% of the channels barely worked. I ended up stuck watching Comedy central late night comedy special with Larry the cable guy, do you understand how horrible of an experience it is to be surrounded by filth and have to suffer through one of his hour long stand ups? I never thought about suicide but it seemed like a great idea at that time!
The bathroom was no better condition then the rest of the room, the sink was coated with facial and /​or pubic hair, the shower was the same way and smelled like piss, water pressure was non existence and so was the soap. I had to walk downstairs to get a bar of soap from the toothless wonders you hired as employees, who were outside once again chain smoking cigarettes and talking about their next party presumably. After taking one of the worst showers I had ever taken I felt dirtier then before and still had soap scum all over my body from the non existent water pressure (I would’ve had better luck flicking wet toothbrush bristles at my body to clean the soap off!) I reached for a towel and it was extra crunchy, hard and maintained the same shape from when it was put on the towel rack!

I stayed here in November 2008. The room was fine — clean, safe, a cheap place to stay. When I am visiting relatives here, I am looking for the cheapest sleep. I would stay here again if the price is right.