The fact that this place was rated 8.2 on hotels.com greatly erodes any trust I might have had in their ratings. It is not a hotel. It is a run down motel, decades old, in shabby condition. The first problem was the room number began with “1” but was finally located on the third floor. There is no elevator. The steps are steep, have no real hand railings, and are slippery when wet. The room is shabby by my standards. I have traveled internationally and stayed in low and high graded hotels. The floor had a definite slope. The balcony doors were rusted and difficult to open. The furniture is shabby, inappropriate and generally unpleasant. The phone is not functional. The towels were inadequate and seemed worn or poorly laundered. The kitchen had a tiny microwave, two dish towels, no dish cloths, no napkins, no placemats, and filthy looking scraps of silverware. The next day, I expected the room would be cleaned, trash emptied, and the towels replaced. This did not happen. I discovered the room phone was dead when I tried to call the desk. So I called the hotel number on my cell. I asked the woman who answered for more towels, and she said I should come and get them in the office. I paid a premium price for this room for the area. This is no service at all. At that point I considered the fact that the entire town closes at 8pm and by 10pm the street is vacant. I’ve had enough beach and waves, and I have work waiting for me elsewhere. I packed up and checked out early.
