Miserable little rooms A review of Garden Inn & Suites
The two huge 18th century crystal urns in the lobby might lead you to believe you're staying in a classy hotel. Don't be fooled! We stayed here overnight between flights. I suppose it was better than sleeping in the airport, but not by much. The shuttle did arrive within 15 minutes of when I called from the airport. It looked like a vehicle you might see in any third world country; broken interior panels exposing wires, jumper cables on the floor next to the driver and seats you don't want to inspect too carefully before sitting down. The driver grudgingly helped my 76 year old mother heave her 40 lb suitcase on and off the bus. I was on my own. We checked in quickly upon arrival and wandered the catacomb hallways before finding our room hidden at the end of a deadend hall. The sounds of raucous deranged voices and loud televisions filled the hallway and the room. Somehow they squeezed two double beds into a 10 ft by 10 ft room. Then they loaded the remaining space with tacky fake mahogany furniture in an effort to convince guests they are really in a fancy Sheraton. We had to constantly move the luggage just to get in and out of the bathroom. The ceiling was covered with water stains and the sounds of an elevator shaft could be heard throughout the night, even though we weren't near an elevator.
The most hilarious aspect of the room were the THREE phones. The extension on the phone next to the bed could easily reach anywhere in the room (including the bathtub). Perhaps they're just making it as easy as possible to rack up those $2.00 per call access fees. The shuttle back to the airport left 15 minutes late, but it was a somewhat more modern van. Too bad it couldn't fit the last guy who showed up. He had to wait for the next shuttle 30 minutes later.