Locals report that this place is destined to be torn down for some sort of new enterprise and my stay reflected that. Worse than the decline in maintaing the rooms was the general dull appearance in the linens and lack of cleanliness of rooms. While an older hotel, it used to be decent, but can recommend it no more.

While we were checking in my husband had to use restroom he told me he's feet stuck to urine on floor of a not so busy motel like a saturday late night bar restroom. We had to wait because they said I cancled , which I never called. Front desk complained to me because of the price we got the room for, then told me " they had one left but it was a little gross" what do you mean a little gross? There was an unknown stain on the futon and hair all over it, I had to walk right out and told the lady we could not stay here , we ended up at The Holliday Inn Express, we didn't stick to anything there.

Worst night of my life! Big brown stain on bedspread, blood stain on towel, stains on carpet, room reaked of horrendus unknown odor and wood peeling off of door. Decided this must be the local whorehouse rooms. Men outside next to parking lot on picnic table drinking beer, playing cards and making gestures to guests. When I got to my next stop, my nightgown still smelled like that awful odor although I sprayed the room with an entire can of room deoderizer. Should have checked out but everyplace else was over the Government rate that I had to adhere to. Left such a bad impression, I will drive on and never stay ANYWHERE in Hannibal, Missouri again.

The hotel is located in the southwest corner of the 61/36 interchange, and it pretty easy to access the major roads in the city. The main office is located in the front building, which also has a "Donut Express" shop.

Check in: Nothing is computerized - so pulling up your reservation requires going through a small metal box that resembles a coupon holder. Information was stored on index cards, with check-in date. I tried to check in, but the clerk wasn't able to find the reservation. She started to look through the box, and eventually found it under Nov 22nd - which happened to be the same day I was trying to check in - and she was having a bit of trouble understanding that somewhat crucial bit of evidence. After convincing her that today was the 22nd she calculated the total on a calculator (where are the computers, again?) and off I went to the room.

The room was located on the second floor of one of the buildings (about 4 or five on the campus). The carpet in the hallway was reminiscent of many homes and apartments after Katrina in New Orleans: a stain trail from a decaying refrigerator leading down the steps. Lovely sight.

The room was excessively large, complete with two beds. The carpet was old and shabby, and the vinyl wall covering was peeling. If I tried hard enough, I'm sure I could have found mold behind the wall covering. The bathroom chase access panel was partly ripped from the closet wall, and it looked as though the plumbing had recently been fixed.

Probably the worst thing was the lack of hot water, well, even lukewarm water. Nothing is more relaxing after driving 200 miles than taking a 2 minute shower in tepid water, followed by attempting to remove water from the body with a towel that is akin to sandpaper.

We checked out a day early, and decided to make all attempts never to stay at the hotel again.