Super 8 Rochester

This place is disgusting! There are meth heads checking in next to you, stained dirty carpet, peeling wallpaper from 1982, tvs old enough to be antiques, and my shower rod was about to fall off… Do yourself a favor and stay somewhere else.

I don’t know why the other two were complaining. I stay at a lot of hotels and this is by far not the worst. Other then the price being a little more then I expected it was pretty nice. Clean rooms and friendly staff. My bathroom was really clean.

BAD: The smell of smoke bellowed out of the non-​smoking hallway and room. The interior latch to exit or room continually froze, forcing us to perform a hammer slam on the latch to open the room door. The hair dryer frozeid-​use and stopped working. The Wi-​Fi Internet access never worked, even though the front desk girl confirmed it worked.
GOOD: We had shelter and a breakfast. Friendly staff.
Regardless, we will probably not be back to this hotel until there is significant improvement on the hotel mechanics. Sometimes, you just get what you pay for.

First of all, I’ve been staying at the Super 8 in Rochester for 5 years and I continue receive a tabletop mini ironing board. Okay, a mini board costs $ 26.99 on Amazon; a full-​size costs $ 17.78. It’s time to update the ironing board! Secondly, I walked into my room and it was completely unsatisfactory. I didn’t realize how much until I was transferred into another room.
When I entered the first room it was unkempt — can you at least vacuum the floor. I had a dinner date, so I entered the room and left in a hurry. After the evening, I returned for a nice shower. Unfortunately, I was greeted by a dirty, sticky floor. I can over look this, «no big deal» then I entered the shower. There was a hair in the shower, «no big deal» I’ve worked in the restaurant industry and this stuff happens. Next, hello shower and hello, cold water! I have no hot water in my shower! I called the desk and they promise me hot water tomorrow. After the shower I settled into bed and enjoyed beating on the wall all night long because I could hear the gentlemen next door sawing logs all night. Next morning, next cold shower, next room change.
Next room has been great, but it makes me realize how crappy the last room was. What happen to some sort of consistency, why can a room slip that far beyond the cracks, and why me?!