Airport Motor Inn

I made arrangements in advance and said I would not be showing up until some time after midnight. As this airport is an airport hotel, I would expect them to be used to people coming in before early flights or layovers showing up at late hours. I exchanged multiple emails with the ?manager? and even offered to do an early checkin or something, in case they were short staffed in the wee hours of the morning. They told me they would have someone at reception and that it would be no big deal. I showed up at 1am, they told me I wasn't there by 12:30 so they rented my room to someone else, and they were fully booked. They referred me to a different hotel, which was fully booked, as was the third and fourth place I went. Pretty dissapointing after a 5 hour drive to get there. in the end, I selpt with my wife in the backseat of my vehicle in a walmart sketchy parking lot from 2:30am to 6am in roughly -20f weather. The guy at reception was nice, and said I could leave my vehicle there. But the policy and the situation was really not cool. The area definately gave off a rough vibe, but nothing happened to my vehicle there for 5 days.

Good, older hotel. Room was clean, front desk and cleaning staff helpful, close to airport. Other guests were friendly and quiet.

This was literally the worst experience I had in my life.. I wanted a place to sleep for a few hours as my flight was arriving late and I still needed to drive to my final destination. When I arrived, there were scetchy-looking characters walking outside of the lobby and front desk staff was nowhere to be found, so I had to stand there waiting with the guys from the outside yelling in my direction. After finally checking in, I went to find my room only to realize that I have to somehow bypass an arguing drunk or high couple, where the guy was also throwing up. By the time I got to my room, walking by more interesting characters, I seriously considered driving across the street to Hilton. But I alreday paid and I was super-tired, as my flight was 2 hours late, so I decided to take a look at the room and see how bad it was, before making a final decision. Minus a cloud of sigarette smoke from the corridor, the room looked ok, or at least it was clean. I figured, that as I was already inside, it's probably ok to stay. I just needed to sleep for a bit and would head out early morning. Famous last words... After 6 hours of car alarms, yelling in the hallway, sounds of running water along with horrifying screams (is he drowning her?...) and many other sounds of extreme fun, I gave up and got on the road. I was deadly tired, so after all, getting a hotel didn't make a difference, I could have driven home at night.

Despite booking a room and recieving confirmation emails of the reservation and payment, I arrived to find no room was left for me, and was told aggressively by the front desk person that it was my fault. After years of successful no-worry bookings through Expedia, this! Expedia staff tried to help over the phone, but every hotel nearby was booked. I spent the night on a bench at the airport.