Motel 6 Grand Junction

what went well? the ice from the *functioning ice machine was cold, the tv had hbo and showtime, and there were no bed bugs. that’s about it. the towels were so worn thin, they could have been mistaken for a window screen— ya could dang near see right through em. the bed was soft, and the pillows had a lil fluff, but ya know how most folks make the bed—bottom sheet, top sheet, thin blanket, comforter? not these folks, they tried to reinvent the wheel over there at the Motel6 with a sheet covering the thin blanket. yes that’s right, no comforter! as an added bonus, there was a long dark colored hair on my pillow, AND one for my towel in case I missed the first one. I’m a bald headed dude! all three lamp shades had graffiti on them, or maybe it was someones autograph, it was hard to tell. The AC was musty and damp at best and as a free gift alternated sounds between that of someone slapping an oar repeatedly against the side of a boat and what sounded like a mix of didgeridoo and someone’s grandpa whistling. oh, and don’t even think for one second when asking for clean towels the morning of your second day that you’ll receive them, cos ya won’t. should you be in the mood for a late night somethin»somethin, a cold drink machine and snack seller are located in the lobby, but be sure to bring change unless you want to have to dispute with your bank the 8 sodas you *did not purchase at 429am. all in all, if ya wanna place to crash that’s one step better than under a bridge, this ones for you. only $79 with tax included. PLACE IS A JOKE

Location

So old, dirty and uncomfortable

Some what quiet

No pool or breakfast, no microwave, fridge,