The reason I chose this hotel was its proximity to the Convention Center and it was inexpensive. The bedspreads had stains and there was dirt on them. Headboard had little wads of paper behind it that looked like spitballs. The bathtub was dirty, shower curtain had hair on it, the pipe below the sink was all rusty and there was no drain plug for the sink. There was a homeless person sleeping on the bottom outside corridor underneath the stairwell. The parking lot reeked of marijuana and had sketchy people in it, one working on his car in the daytime. I was glad to have a room on the second floor, even though it meant I had to haul my suitcases up the stairs by myself. It was at the intersection of two light rail lines with a stop conveniently right in front, however the noise of the trains going by was disturbing at night. Although the desk staff was friendly enough, check in and check out was through a glass window of the office, like a gas station in a shady neighborhood. I had prepaid the room for five nights and was going to share my room with another woman and her 10-year old daughter for a couple of those nights, but after she read other reviews she decided to book a different hotel. I did not feel safe in this place alone. I would never stay here again.