The place was sort of clean. Just a grungy look. The bathtub was actually broken, there was a crack in it that gave when you were standing near it. There was an enormous amount of deferred maintenance from the grungy look to actual scratches, chipping, and cracks. No one serviced the room for four days. We got towels and coffee from the front desk, but no one swept, dusted, or made the beds, much less cleaned the bathroom. We were told we had to request it, but even after we requested someone attend to the room no one did. No breakfast that I ever noticed. The mattresses are uncomfortable and apparently fell off a truck--a Goodwill truck. Pillows are tiny and not good. The manager, Kerry, was a short, crotchety, old man who was incredibly rude and snappy. He reminded me of a terrier dog. No one was at the front desk for most of an hour while we were checking out. I finally rang the bell quite a bit and Kerry came from out of the office. He snatched the room key from my hand and started to storm back to the office when I asked him if any package had been delivered for me. He screeched that there was only hotel mail and waved a couple of envelopes at me. When I was in the hotel business, we always tried to be nice and keep repeat customers. Needless to say, we won't be staying here again, and we will write both to Wyndham and Days Inn, and tell everyone we know about this place.
