The room smelled musty, with mold stains on the bathroom walls and ceiling. Mold in the shower.
Wifi was virtually useless, spending 95% of the time not working, while the other 5% spent teasing us that it might at some stage start to work.
The TV was the smallest TV I've seen in many, many years.
The bed sagged in the middle to some degree.
Just to top it off, a bunch of tradie "golf pro's" insisted on gathering in the corridor at 7am for around 25 minutes, each competitively boasting about how wonderful each one was.
Who would have thought they'd have anything left to boast about after their previous night of male bonding? Perhaps they were arguing who's dual cab had the most authentic looking spray on mud!
I won't be back.