This one was hard to swallow, I had fond memories staying here during summer vacations as a youth so when we pulled into town this is the first place I stopped. Unfortunety the past 20+ years have not been kind to this place or the whole area for that matter. We arrived early afternoon obviously before the pimps and drug dealers woke up because there was little on no activity in the parking lot at the time.
I began to feel uneasy when I saw the poor condition of the office, It looked like somones dirty little crash pad rather than a place of business, there were several people in there just hanging out, smoking cigarettes and watching TV, none seemed to work there or have any idea where anyone who did work there was located. As I was turning around to leave the manager showed up and asked me if I needed help. I was reluctant after seeing the condition of the office but inquired about vacancy anyway. He said he had a great deal on an upstairs "suite" that had an ocean view that he could let me have for $80.00 per night. THANK GOD I asked to see it first before I commited... He gave me the key and pointed to the staircase around the side of the building. Once I got to the top of the stairs it was clear that some of the residents were perminant as there were personal belongings, boxes, hosehold junk, etc. piled high outside some of the doors, once I entered the "suite" I was shocked... It was a filthy old trashed out studio apartment with names and grafitti carved in the headboard, cigarette burns on the carpet, and bars on the window that supplied the tiny sliver of "ocean view" There was an old beat up TV litteraly "chained" to the wall with a 1" link chain and masterlock. We quickly turned around and got out of there. When I returned the key to the front desk and said no thank you the manager immediately said "sorry we don't do refunds" When I informed him that I had not given him any money, he just gave me a dazed and puzzled look~?
We got out of there and after calling around and finding other places full we ended up staying at the end of the street at " Inn on the Beach" and it was also in a tired rundown condition although nowhere near the creep show condition of this crackhouse.
This little beach village was quite the place in it's day. It's really sad how depressed it is has gotten....

After reading the reviews on tripadvisor we decided to try this motel. It's in a interesting beachy area of Ventura, bike rental across street, good and funky restaurants, rode bikes to downtown and to the fairgrounds. Got back to motel for 3pm check in, nothing earlier, only to be put in a smoking room. Changed rooms to non smoking and it was down hill from there. The sheets were dirty and thread bare, the room and bathroom were dirty and no towels etc.
It seems there are a lot of semi-permanent residences at motel and they all smoked. We went to dinner early came back to room and decided to leave, we couldn't stay in the room. This is the first time that has ever happened to us.

Stayed there recently, was there for two days. Was surprised to see the new remodeled rooms since the last time we were here, the young man in the front desk was polite and quick to accommodate us. Nice weather and just a quick walk to the beach with a lot of nice local restaurants on the way there. Will be coming back for summer this place has really cleaned up!

The outside is painted blue with bright red and white flowers hanging over the stair cases.. i went ahead and stayed there.
the suite had a nonworking stove (no breakfast)
the sheets where ridiculously thin and where stained in a large area (eww)
the bathroom had no toilet paper waste basket soap (surprised it had running water)
The tv was static without repair (i thought it was a connection prob. but it wasnt)
The remote control had no batteries (we instisted on customer service and they never came)
Towels where stained.. to think just one or two.. but all where stained
the drug traffic was most active at night.. not to mention our door would not lock.. in which case we had to place one of the stained couches in front of the door to feel safe.
i felt the need to communicate with hand signals with my sisters who where across the room.

pay the difference. stay safe!