Sleaziest hotel you ever stayed at.
shadowcat
Atlanta suburb
3 come to my mind. The first was in the early 90's when I was in the process of moving my parents from CA to GA. I was driving my dad's car and towing a trailer. It was 2AM and I had put in 16 hours of driving so I pulled in to Shamrock TX and stopped at the first motel that I saw with a vacancy sign. It was cheap but the room smelled bad. The carpet was all rumpled and the pictures on the wall were in shreds. I had a couple of drinks and passed out. In the morning the sink was clogged up so I said fuck it and checked out.
The second one was in Memphis TN in the mid 90's. I was in town to visit the infamous Platinum Plus. So I took a motel room that was close by for $25/night. I think it was the Memphis Inn or something like that. Around 11PM some one was trying to open the door to my room. WTF I asked? Guy said it was his room. So off to the office we go. They had tried to rent my room to some one else. Good thing for safety locks.
The 3rd one was in Hermosillo in the early 70's. My best friend and I were on a fishing trip from SO. CAL to a bass lake 100 miles east of Hermosillo. We were in my overhead camper pickup truck but decided to spend the night in a motel room because we were going to be in the camper for the next 3 nights. The room was $2/night. Yes I said $2. For that you got a room with no key. You just went in and bolted the door behind you. 2 single beds with horse blankets. No TV and no hot water. Thank goodness for tequila.
The second one was in Memphis TN in the mid 90's. I was in town to visit the infamous Platinum Plus. So I took a motel room that was close by for $25/night. I think it was the Memphis Inn or something like that. Around 11PM some one was trying to open the door to my room. WTF I asked? Guy said it was his room. So off to the office we go. They had tried to rent my room to some one else. Good thing for safety locks.
The 3rd one was in Hermosillo in the early 70's. My best friend and I were on a fishing trip from SO. CAL to a bass lake 100 miles east of Hermosillo. We were in my overhead camper pickup truck but decided to spend the night in a motel room because we were going to be in the camper for the next 3 nights. The room was $2/night. Yes I said $2. For that you got a room with no key. You just went in and bolted the door behind you. 2 single beds with horse blankets. No TV and no hot water. Thank goodness for tequila.
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it got worse. the highlight of the night was when a local street walker followed my friend and knocked on our door. She wanted to know if we would take $20 to my friend and a BJ for me to let her and her customer in and party with us. He had enough for her but not enough for a room.
same hotel, dancer from the same bar and i were leaving and her dealer came over and started some crap because she owed him money. a cop pulled up. we made our exit.
non hobby related. i was traveling home after an extended work trip, decided to detour through Gettysburg. After a stop at the battlefield I found one room at a motel in the middle of town. There was a police sweep that night. Police arrested someone in seven or eight rooms on outstanding warrants. the guy in the room next to me put up a big fight. he and his GF were arrested. While watching the events a women that must have been well over sixty asked me for a beer. I gave her some and she started following me back to my room. She had thirty years on me then and i told her no. One leg of the bed was broken and replaced by bricks and a book. The cabinet in the bathroom was rusted shut. Everything was stained and had cigarette burns.
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Pictures of naked women on the walls. Half the channels on the TVs are porn channels. Oh yeah, and Mexican hookers walking all around. I'll give a 5 star rating though.
Stayed in a few other crap holes. One in the mid-west where the 300 pound, 50+ year old female clerk was angling for some P4P. No thanks.
There was a really nice hotel literally at the foot of our dock. However, there was a big softball tournament in town that weekend, and it was full, as was every other decent place in town. Finally found a two double bed room at this place. Because I was the only male, I was consigned (thank God!) To sleep on the boat. The room smelled funny, the sheets were torn (but an attempt to mend them had been made), the TV was an ancient black and white without even UHF tuning, let alone cable, and the air conditioner cover was askew and couldn't be replaced. I definitely got the best night's sleep!
Was that the Lincoln Motel on Tonnele Ave? I stayed there once. What a shit hole.
1. I was flying from Pittsburgh to Kansas City and the airline (Delta) fucked around and finally didn't cancel the flight (that was to leave at 6PM) until about 10PM that night. They put me on a flight that left at 5:50AM the next morning. They put me in some piece of shit micro-hotel that was right next to the airport. I thought "how back can it be?" especially since I was going to be in there for less than 5 hours. Well, it was bad, slept in my clothes.
2. Met a stripper at Sapphires in Vegas, went in the club around 11PM Saturday night, came out and it was daylight. Labor Day Weekend so everything was booked, my friend was too tired to come get me (he lives in Vegas full-time) and said a cab ride to his house would be over $75 and not to pay that. He suggested I just go get a room for $30 at the Palace Station right down the street and he'd pick me up around noon. The stripper came with me (I took my own cab, she had another dancer drop her off) and when we entered the room we were both appalled. To boot, it was $110 since it was Labor Day Weekend. This was Sunday morning at that point. My friend came and picked us up around noon, and we dropped off the stripper at a Wendy's parking lot because we couldn't drop her off at her boyfriends house. Since I checked in technically on Sunday morning, I had the room until Monday night. I texted the stripper later that evening and she wanted me to go back to the hotel and meet me again that night around 1AM after she got off work. Of course I ran down there excited to stay in the same shit hole to hang with her. My friend dropped me off around 10:30PM and I quickly fell asleep. I got stood up, and stayed in the shitty hotel room instead of my friends nice house, again, until he picked me up the next morning at drove me to the airport to catch my flight home. The best part is the stripper really showed up, but when she got there, her phone died and she couldn't go to the front desk and ask for them to call my room because she didn't even know my last name. She said she went to a plug on the casino floor to plug her phone in, and security came and gave her a hard time (lots of hookers stay at this hotel) so she left. This was the start of a 2 year relationship I had with the stripper. Yay lucky me. At least our next rendezvous was at a nice hotel and not Palace Station.
I think the others were on Rt 3 - one is still there called the Fountain motel. I think the other changed names and it’s now the Royal motel.
When I Clubbed in Bloomfield - I would use the Belleville motor inn or lodge. I think there was a shooting there once when I was using the place.
I’ve moved upscale - and now I will use the Knights inn to impress the ladies!
For the record, Maryland's stadium was almost as scuzzy for a stadium as the motel was for a motel. They still had fucking pee troughs in the mens' room like old Fenway Park when I was growing up! There is no dignity with a pee trough. Great memories...
Nidan - how did the 26 yo aerobics instructor suck your cock into her pussy with a single breath? It seems to this rick that you are confusing the mouth and vagina.
Sinclair - this rick would like to circle back around to the pubic hairs in the bed. Were they your pubic hairs? Because I don’t think the hotel should be blamed because your pubic har is in the bed you’re sleeping in. Perhaps some clarification is in order.
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