Back in the early 2000's I spent a winter in Costa Rica. Went on a week long trip with some buddies to Nicaragua. We stayed at a real dump for the first night. Can't remember the village. After a night of drinking rum at a local cantina, I had no trouble falling asleep on what was more of a pad than a mattress. Gunfire somewhere nearby throughout the night. Birds in the open roof woke me the next morning. The mattress was covered with cockroaches which were working on a pack of crackers which I had thrown on the adjacent pad. Would have bothered me more if I hadn't had a killer hangover.

We stayed at one in Mobile Alabama. We left New Orleans after walking the French Quarter thinking we�d get out of town and find a place. Didn�t see a thing until Mobile and the first thing the manager asked was, �do you want the room by the hour or overnight?� I should�ve just packed it in and moved on but we were exhausted. Bed was unmade when we opened the door. We slept in the chairs...

Ann's All Night Washateria and Motel at LOP. Got there late on a Friday evening before a tournament and all my partner and I wanted was a shower and good night's sleep. That was not to be. After a flip of the coin he got first on the shower and choice of bed. Had to remove a live scorpion before he could shower which was the first of many disappointments. Both single beds smelt of cigars and the mattresses were lumpy cotton. About 15 minutes after turning out the lights I heard a noise under my bed, turned on the lights and lo and behold a cat had set up residence under there and wasn't about to leave peaceably. After all that we both understood there wasn't going to be much sleep that night so we mostly just lay there in the dark waiting on the alarm to go off. Doubt/hope the place is not there anymore but if it is let this be a warning to you. Sleep in the back of your truck or boat or even in a tree but don't stay at Ann's All Night Washateria and Motel.

I stayed in one in El Dorado, AR that looked like someone was murdered in bathroom.

Holiday Inn at LAX..... nasty!!!!

City Motel in Knox City, TX.

La Quinta is Spanish for next to Denny's

Got into Seadrift late after 1am and needed a room. Cannot remember the name of the place but I ended up setting up a tent I had in the room it was that bad.

Had a buddy stay at that motel in Newark late 1990s for a residency interview. Said it looked like something out of a Mad Max/Escape from New York movie.

My worst three.
I don't remember the names of them, because they were off brand/non chain motels

1. Driving back to Texas from SLC, Utah June 2000. Was feeling sleepy and couldn't make it to Amarillo, so I spent the night at some motel near the border.
Small, cracked concrete building with no 90 degree corners. Home made wood door that looked like it was made out of wood pallets.

2. Galveston 1994. Should have known better, because as soon as I pulled into the parking spot, three strange women leaned on the hood of my car.
Roaches everywhere in the room. Smelled like someone had just smoked five packs of Marlboro reds in the room.

3. Ogden, Utah February 2000. The motel backed up to some railroad tracks. Couldn't sleep with all the trains running, train whistles, train lights through the night.

Every Ritz-Carlton hotel I�ve stayed in has been terrible. They are terrible. Not classy enough for me.

Driving out to Tuscon we stopped in Midland to get a room. All the motels along I-20 were booked up. One place told us they had a sister hotel in town. He called and made sure they had a room and gave us directions. It was late and we were beat and needed to crash. We got to the place and the first thing I noticed was all the oilfield trucks in the lot. OK, no big deal, this is an oil town anyways. We check in and go to the room. Window unit barely putting out cold air, towel hung over the window on the side of the room. The door had about a half inch gap all the way around. Shower had a single bulb hanging down in it, no way were we going in there. Then, about that time, a train rolls by sounding like it's coming through the room. Look out the window with the towel on it and discover we are right next to a rail yard. The bed was just a full size so we knew it would be tight but figured we could make it work. Lay down and we both rolled to the middle of the bed in the canyon there. And every train that came by made it feel like the bed was moving across the floor like in an I Love Lucy episode.

A Motel 6 in Oakland. Slept between the beds listening to gunshots.

Spent 7 weeks on a job in Virginia, just outside of Washington D.C. The rooms were spotless, they treated us like kings. The front desk was robbed at gunpoint 4 times before we left. I walked into the lobby just after the crooks had left the first time, there were about 8 people laying on the floor face down, I thought it was prayer or siesta time.

Mauriceville In the early 90's. Herds of roaches and flocks of skeeters ..... inside.